The All-American Rejects

Lemonade

The All-American Rejects

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Lemonade and I was holding lemons
Early grave that I was always digging
Hard as they said it was ever gonna be
Hard as they said it was ever gonna—

B-e-a-i-you-t-ful
Yours half-empty, mine half-full
Of shit
'Cause I'm never gonna quit
What I never even started
Used to call me "dumb"
But you can't say that anymore
Buying all the things that I never could afford
Air Force Ones got me flying out the door
I don't know where I'm going, don't care anymore

Lemonade and I was holding lemons
Early grave that I would always digging
Hard as they said it was ever gonna be
Hard as they said it was ever gonna—

Two degrees from a good idea
Where my mama? Should I go and see her?
I'm gonna be all I can be afraid
Gonna lay it down 'cause I'm made in the shade

Gonna trade my horse for yours
Pulling my wagon off course
Gonna bring out all of my toys
Screaming sunset lost his voice

Lost his voice
Lost his—

Lemonade, but I was holding lemons
An early grave, I've been always digging
Hard as they said it was ever gonna be
Hard as they said it was ever gonna—

Hard as they said it was ever gonna be
Hard as they said it was ever gonna be
Hard as they said it was ever gonna be
Hard as they said it was ever gonna be
Compositor: Tyson Ritter / Scott Chesak

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