Desperado, why don't you come to your senses? You been out ridin' fences for so long now Oh, you're a hard one I know that you got your reasons These things that are pleasin' you Can hurt you somehow Don't you draw the queen of diamonds, boy She'll beat

Don't let it fall away No longer hold them down It's come down through the ages This gift down through the ages Forsaken few to live with nothing Belief is true we all just torch them Give me strength to resist what my fathers bought Fight for the scars

And I rule my den Well, I'm the crawlin' king snake Yeah, don't mess 'round with my mate Gonna use her for myself Come on, crawl I'm the crawlin' king snake Caught me crawlin', baby, window Grass is very high Keep on crawlin' 'til the day I die

You come unto me just to question my roots But you could never walk a day in my shoes Fuck this shit, you can find me in the moshpit Been in the game for twelve years, what it do? Take it from the best, everything I do pops Fake ass bitches all around me

I've become so numb, I can't feel you there Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow I'm tired of being what you want me to be Become so tired, so much more aware By becoming this all I want to do Is be more like me and be less like you Every

I'll come around If you ever want to be in love I'm not waiting, but I'm willing if you call me up Saw you today after so much time Felt just like it used to be Talking for hours 'bout a different life Surrounded us in memories We were close never close

There's one kind of favor I'm gonna ask of you Dig my grave with a silver spade Every link in my Jesus name Ever hear that church bell tone When I'm dead don't grieve for me Come right here and put flowers on my grave See that my grave is kept clean

But don't just sit with folded hands and become blind 'Cause even when there is no star in sight You'll always be my only guiding light Well I know I had it all on the line One, two, three We're on the permanent red The glaze on my eyes When I heard your

(Now) ('Cause) (Oh, oh) I'm flat on the floor with my head down low Where the sky can't rain on me anymore Don't knock on my door 'cause I won't come I'm hidin' from the storm 'til the damage gets (done) (Ooh, ah yeah) (Don't knock on my door) Baby,

A man can't face the cold, hard truth And closing time is when I'll leave. Till then it's just between this bottle and me. Yeah, this is just between the bottle and me. With nothing less than 90 proof. Didn't come in here for your sympathy, And a honky