The truth comes out a little at a time And it spreads just like a fire Hey white liar Slips off of your tongue like turpentine And I don't know why, white liar You better be careful what you do I wouldn't wanna be in your shoes If they ever found you out

Better loud than too late I gotta say it now Have a soul that has been saved I can feel like I I can see the light Coming through the clouds in rays What used to be a house of cards Has turned into a reservoir Save the tears that were water falling

Somehow to believe In the choice I made Am I better off this way? I can hear the voice inside my head Saying you should be with me instead Every time I'm feeling down, I wonder What would it be like with you around? And I want, I need I was only a kid

I want to build some fire Understand, you create what you are He who learns must suffer I want to protect myself let others Dream, I run to a better place Hell, illusions, see This state of me unconscious Want to undertake to feel my soul

Despicable me I'm having a bad bad day It's about time that I get my way Steam rolling whatever I see, huh If you take it personal that's okay Watch this is so fun to see, huh I’m having a bad bad day Why ask why better yet why not Why are you marking x

Oh, oh, oh, Jamie's cryin' She wants to send him a letter, yeah yeah Just to try to make herself feel better It said, "Give me" ("Give me a call sometime") But she knows what that'll get her She saw the look in his eyes And she knew better He wanted her

Circumstances made me what I am Was I born a violent man Everyone should understand Everyone should know May sound strange, might sound foolish But things ain't getting better Everyday another fall victim to the beretter Why is there so much violence

Somehow to believe In the choice I made Am I better off this way? I can hear the voice inside my head Saying you should be with me instead Every time I'm feeling down, I wonder What would it be like with you around? And I want, I need I was only a kid

You upsets me baby. Like beein' hit by a fallin' tree, woman what you do to me. It upsets me baby. It's hard to stop. I better stop now in case I got a weak heart. Yes, she's 36 bust,

They call me the workin' man I guess that's what I am It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that's why they call me I get up at seven, yeah And I go to work at nine I got no time for livin'