No good for me and my frame of mind
I think about you all the time
A pretty little thing could wreck me, twenty-five
Just say the words and I’m all ears
Let’s turn a drink into five years
Spend my money, oh honey, come and bleed me dry
I came here to be someone else
I found you and I found myself
Mister, mister, I’m all in
Bet your house and I called it
Feels like a TKO, feels like the lowest blow
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Under the neon lights, I think we might get married in Vegas
Married in Vegas
Pushing 106 down PCH
I drink you down, the aftertaste
Tastes like heartbreak and mistakes, but I can’t wait
To walk along that starry strip
I feel it all, it feels like bliss
I show my hand, they look like this
Mister, mister, I’m all in
Bet your house and I call it
Yeah
Feels like a TKO, feels like the lowest blow
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Under the neon lights, I think we might get married in Vegas
Married in Vegas
For better or for worse
I’ll be riding high
Even if it’s just tonight
Or the rest of my life
So come on, do your worst
Or stay here all night
Cash out, cards down
Or roll the dice
All these things that I’ve done
Sin City under the sun
I came to win and I won
I leave from Houston, shotgun
All these things that I’ve done
Sin City under the sun
I came to win and I won
Yeah
Feels like a TKO, feels like the lowest blow
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Under the neon lights, I think we might get married in Vegas
