Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Can't Do It Alone, artist - 3OH!3. Album song Want (Deluxe), in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 15.01.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic, Photo Finish
Song language: English
I Can't Do It Alone |
Oh God, God, she’s really done it now, |
Coked up, her body’s all spun around, |
Oh yeah, yeah, she’s really done it, |
And seein' her just isn’t something I can stomach, |
Back it up, back it up, |
If you talkin' shit to me, |
Smack it up, smack it up, |
If you act a bitch to me, |
Stack it up, stack it up, |
If you fuckin' rich as me, |
My daddy owns a dealership, |
The rest is fuckin' history |
This ain’t a love song (oh no), |
This ain’t a broken heart homie singin' only 'cause he’s lonely, |
This ain’t a love song (oh, no, no, no), |
This ain’t a whiskey-drowned ballad, |
There ain’t nothing here that’s valid, |
So tell me baby, pretty baby, that this house is not a graveyard, |
Tell me how to stay strong and carry you home, |
Over corpses of her long-lost fathers and her unborn daughters, |
God dammit, I just can’t do it alone |
I can’t do it alone, |
I can’t do it alone, |
No, I can’t do it alone |
Oh no, no, I’m not impressed with you, |
Pink drinks that seem to get the best of you, |
Rock late and sleep until the sun sets, |
I’d talk but you took the tongue I talk with |
Back it up, back it up, |
If you talkin' shit to me, |
Smack it up, smack it up, |
If you act a bitch to me, |
Stack it up, stack it up, |
If you fuckin' rich as me, |
My daddy owns a dealership, |
The rest is fuckin' history |
This ain’t a love song (oh no), |
This ain’t a broken heart homie singin' only 'cause he’s lonely, |
This ain’t a love song (oh, no, no, no), |
This ain’t a whiskey-drowned ballad, |
There ain’t nothing here that’s valid, |
So tell me baby, pretty baby, that this house is not a graveyard, |
Tell me how to stay strong and carry you home, |
Over corpses of her long-lost fathers and her unborn daughters, |
God dammit, I just can’t do it alone |
I can’t do it alone, |
I can’t do it alone, |
No, I can’t do it alone |
I can call you out and complain the rain is worse, |
But it’s that much better if I blame it on a person, |
I can call you out and complain the rain is worse, |
But it’s that much better if I blame it on a person |
So tell me baby, pretty baby, that this house is not a graveyard, |
Tell me how to stay strong and carry you home, |
Over corpses of her long-lost fathers and her unborn daughters, |
God dammit, I just can’t do it alone |
So tell me baby, pretty baby, that this house is not a graveyard, |
Tell me how to stay strong and carry you home, |
Over corpses of her long-lost fathers and her unborn daughters, |
God dammit, I just can’t do it alone |