Oh, some things you can't go back to Some things you can't go back to Some things need left alone Don't mess with the memories of a life passed on All the tumbling reservations, at the heart of my mistakes 'Cause you let them slip away I don't wanna be a

One more hour and my life will be through, hold on, hold on I've just got to get a message to you, hold on, hold on The preacher talked to me and he smiled Said, "Come and walk with me, come and walk one more mile Now for once in your life you're alone

I'm not here for your entertainment You don't really wanna mess with me tonight Just stop and take a second I was fine before you walked into my life Cause you know it's over, before it began Keep your drink, just give me the money It's just you and your

Break every bone in your face If you mess with my life I'll mess with your blood And bury you In a coffin made of your A coffin made of your deceptions This is to the rats A skull-fuck For every word