Lyrics:

No good for me or my frame of mind
I think about you all the time
A pretty little thing could wreck me twenty-fiveJust 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

Pushin` 106 down PCH
I drink it 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 head, they look like this

Mister, mister, I`m all in
Bet your house and I call 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

For better or for worse
I feel right and high
Even if it`s just tonight or the rest of my life
So come on, do your worst
I`ll stay here all night
Cash out, cards down, I`ll roll the dice

All these things that I`ve done
Sin City under the sun
I keep the wind and the one
I leave when you said, 'Shotgun'
All these things that I`ve done
Sin City under the sun
I keep the wind and the one

Feels like a TKO
Feels like the lowest blow
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Under the neon lights
I think we might get married in Vegas