Gin Wigmore:
Sitting out here in the sun
Played my heart like 21
Spend my time all crying
Cos I just forget to laugh

Butch Walker:
Now everyone around me
Is just always trying to sell me
On the notion that you're not the one
That I deserve to have

Gin Wigmore:
But if you'd just clean up your act

Butch Walker:
Tell me what you mean by that

Both:
Maybe would should dance one more time
Whoa--- (Yeah!)

[Chorus]
Sweet hell
I'm a little lonely in this tore up town
Sweet hell
Won't you come and find me in this big ole house
Lock the door
So we can bury these bones on the floor
Oh, sweet hell
I'm a little lonely, baby, where are you

Gin Wigmore:
Well, I got some roses at the door
But who they're from and who they're for
Might just need explaining
So go on and get to that

Butch Walker:
Well, I can't believe you act like that

Gin Wigmore:
Well, I can't believe I want you back

Both:
Maybe would should dance one more time
Whoa--- (Yeah!)

[Chorus]
Sweet hell
I'm a little lonely in this tore up town
Sweet hell
Won't you come and find me in this big ole house
Lock the door
So we can bury these bones on the floor
Oh, sweet hell
I'm a little lonely, baby, where are you

[Backing Vocals]
Whoa---
Whoa---
Whoa---
Whoa---
Whoa---
Whoa---
Whoa---

Gin Wigmore:
Sweet hell
I'm a little lonely in this tore up town

Butch Walker:
Sweet hell
Won't you come and find me in this big ole house, I said now

Both:
[Breakdown]
Sweet hell
I'm a little lonely in this tore up town
Sweet hell
Won't you come and find me in this big ole house (I said now)
Sweet hell
I'm a little lonely in this tore up town
Sweet hell
Won't you come and find me in this big ole house (I said)
Sweet hell (Yeah!)
I'm a little lonely in this tore up town (I said)
Sweet hell
Won't you come and find me in this big ole house (I said)

[To Fade]