[Neon Hitch - [bad word] 
I don’t know, where you’re going
Or when [bad word] home
I left the keys under the mat to our front door
For one more chance to hold you close
I don’t know, where you’re going
Just get your [bad word] back home

[Travie McCoy]
We both knew this type of life [bad word] with [bad word] 
So I’m trying to do my best to make something out of nothing
And sometimes it gets downright [bad word] in fact
When you call and I don’t know what city I’m in at
Or what day of the week in the middle of the month
In a year I don’t recall
It’s like my life’s on repeat and the last time we spoke
I told you I wouldn’t be long,
That was last November, now December’s almost gone
I’d apologize but I don’t realize what I’m doing wrong

 [bad word] 
I don’t know, where you’re going
Or when [bad word] home
I left the keys under the mat to our front door
For one more chance to hold you close
I don’t know, where you’re going
Just get your [bad word] back home

[Travie McCoy]
And you’ve been nothing but amazing
And I never take that for granted
Half of these birds would have flew the coop
But you, you [bad word] understand it
And the fact you stood beside me,
Every time you heard some bogusness
You deserve a standing o ‘cause they’d a just been over it

Let em talk, let em talk, let em talk, let em talk
Like we don’t hear what they saying
Let em walk, let em walk, let em walk, let em walk
We’ll just drive by and keep waving
Cause you and I above all that
Just let them wallow in it
Now they all choked up, yuck
Cause they be swallowing it

 [bad word] 
I don’t know, where you’re going
Or when [bad word] home
I left the keys under the mat to our front door
For one more chance to hold you close
I don’t know, where you’re going
Just get your [bad word] back home

No one hold me down like you do sweetheart
You keep doing that, I keep doing this
We’ll be alright in the end
 [bad word] that
We put the us in [bad word]  baby
Let’s go

I don’t care what you’re after
As long as I’m the one, no
I don’t care why you’re leaving
You’ll miss me when you’re gone

 [bad word] 
I don’t know, where you’re going
Or when [bad word] home
I left the keys under the mat to our front door
For one more chance to hold you close
I don’t know, where you’re going
Just get your [bad word] back home.