| Hang me strong like a burning whiskey | |
| Hang me sweet like Tennessee honey | |
| Pretty as a daisy, careful if you pick me | |
| Last fall flower came a little crazy, baby | |
| If you run through hell, you better run for me | |
| Pack up your bags and get gone, get gone | |
| You wreck my heart, wreck everything | |
| You're anything I can get my hands on | |
| If you lie-lie-lie look who's wondering I | |
| It's been far of a hell place to hide | |
| If you mess with you, you best believe | |
| That you're gonna be asking for trouble | |
| Oooh | |
| You got too my holes in your story | |
| And I-I-I'll get down to the truth don't you worry | |
| Piece by piece I'll put it all together | |
| And if you cross that line, you cross me forever baby | |
| If you run through hell, you better run for me | |
| Pack up your bags and get gone, get gone | |
| You wreck my heart, wreck everything | |
| You're anything I can get my hands on | |
| If you lie-lie-lie look who's wondering I | |
| It's been far of a hell place to hide | |
| If you mess with you, you best believe | |
| That you're gonna be asking for trouble | |
| Oooh oh oooh oh oh | |
| Oooh oh oooh oh oh | |
| Trouble | |
| Oooh oh oooh oh oh | |
| Oooh oh oooh oh oh | |
| If you run through hell, you better run for me | |
| Pack up your bags and get gone, get gone | |
| You wreck my heart, wreck everything | |
| You're anything I can get my hands on | |
| If you lie-lie-lie look who's wondering I | |
| It's been far of a hell place to hide | |
| If you mess with you, you best believe | |
| You best believe baby | |
| If you run through hell, you're rulling me | |
| Pack up your shit and get gone, get gone | |
| You wreck my heart, wreck everything | |
| You're anything I can get my hands on | |
| Lie-lie-lie look who's wondering I | |
| It's been far of a hell place to hide | |
| If you mess with you, you best believe | |
| That you're gonna be asking for trouble |