Mama, just killed a man Put a gun against his head Pulled my trigger, now he's dead Mama, life had just begun But now I've gone and thrown it all away Didn't mean to make you cry If I'm not back again this time tomorrow Carry on, carry on

I'll always remember Those were the best of times These were the best of times I'll miss these days Your spirit led my life each day Remember days of yesterday And how it flew so fast The two score and a year we had, I thought would always last

You almost had your hooks in me, didn't you dear You nearly had me roped and tied Altar-bound, hypnotized Sweet freedom whispered in my ear You're a butterfly And butterflies are free to fly Fly away, high away, bye bye And someone saved my life tonight,

I can't let I can't let her get away If I let her get away Can't let go I thought she had to have it Since the first time she came Who knows the situation Mysteries do remain And now I wonder why

It's Friday night let's lose our minds in a downward spiral 'Cause we got no control (No control) It's Friday nights always save my life from the worst of times we ever had Thank God for punk rock bands Till Monday morning strikes again We are the kings

Won't ya come my way I'm gonna make you miss me I'm gonna make you so mad I'm gonna make sure I'm the best you ever had (Make you mad, make you mad) No other like me, yeah baby you'll see I'll lock ya down and I'll throw out the key I'm gonna make you go

I don't know if it's because my heart hurts or if I'm insecure Baby, you're not her My last girl had me so fucked up it was a blacked out blur Baby, you jump first It's a long way to hell, I ain't really tryna leave this Earth Baby, do your worst I've

You found me dressed in black Hiding way up at the back Life had broken my heart into pieces You took my hand in yours You started breaking down my walls And you covered my heart in kisses I thought life passed me by Missed my tears, ignored my cries

Came from a city where them niggas they some killas Midwest cowboy, Pittsburgh nigga Just a young nigga, but he had the right plan That's just how it is man Round my way Just a young lil' nigga, but he had the right plan Twenty-thousand in his left,

If I had possession, over judgment day And I rolled and I tumbled and I cried the whole night long Had to fold my arms and I, slowly walked away Now run here, baby, set down on my knee Lord, the little woman I'm lovin' wouldn't, have no right to pray And