Oh no no no, I can't take it Oh no no no, I won't break your heart again I don't wanna be a monster among men Oh, no, don't wanna be a monster among men Oh, the stupid truth is I'm so bad for you Hide behind my back And I can't see them One, two, three,

We used to be friends What have I become to you I don't understand Turn it backwards For me to hurt When everything else is fading We used to be inner circle Take my good word Turn your back on me

I don't wanna wake it up Gotta wake up, gotta wake up The devil in me Gotta wake up, come back to life Now I gotta wake it up I won't take anyone down if I crawl tonight But I still let everyone down when I change in size And I went tumbling down tryna

Eat the rich There's only one thing that they are good for Take one bite now - come back for more I gotta get this off my chest Take one bite now - spit out the rest Well I woke up this morning On the wrong side of the bed And how I got to thinkin' About

If I could change I would take back the pain I would Retrace every wrong move that I made I would If I could stand up and take the blame I would It's easier to run Replacing this pain with something numb It's so much easier to go Than face all this pain

We can't back down There's too much at stake Don't walk away We can't back down Not right now This is serious In our own backyard Our own home plate

Paperback writer. Paperback writer Paperback writer, paperback writer Dear Sir or Madam, will you read my book? It took me years to write, will you take a look? Based on a novel by a man named Lear And I need a job, so I want to be a paperback writer,

There I was, now here I am I got off track, I made mistakes Back slid my way into that place where souls get lost Lines get crossed And the pain won't go away I hit my knees, now here I stand I came up out of the water Raise my hands up to the father

Connie came back from her second cousin's wedding First time she'd been home in 'bout a year or two Just in time for the rehearsal dinner But that crazy Connie wasn't wearing any shoes She lives in L.A. she flies to New York City That woman's been around

How could you put us through it? How could you take his life away? (What made you think you had the right?) How could you be so full of hate? (To take away somebody's life) And when I heard you let him die Uncle Sam taught him to shoot Maybe a little too