Oh, toy soldier A boy that knows how to take care of me Won't be just coming over This time I need a soldier, a really bad ass soldier That know how to take, take care of me I'm so damn glad that's over This time I need a soldier, I'm sick of toy

Like nothing will ever change and we dance Like time wasn't really slipping through our hands We sing like we wrote every word to the whole damn thing But it sure sounded good at the time Standin' by the door, checkin' my hair Waitin' on you to take me

What do you want? Where are you? I'm leaving this damn courthouse, walking back to my hotel. What do you want? Well, you look really cute in your suit Man, what the fuck you talking about I look cute in this suit?! I'm only wearing this goddamn suit

This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race I'm a leading man and the lies I weave are oh so intricate Oh so intricate yeah I am an arms dealer Fitting you with weapons in the form of words And don't really care which side wins Long as the room keeps

I would do anything for you And I would do anything for you Unconditioned, unconditional love I’m talking unconditioned, unconditional love Unconditional, unconditional Not in words, no I really mean it Let the whole damn world declare war on me Just for

I think it's catching up to me Nobody's catching up to me Yeah, yeah, yeah Like damn I'm really undefeated I'm like, "Can I get some company?" I'm like, "Damn I'm really undefeated" Like can I get some company Damn I'm really, damn I'm really

'Fore she does And I believe that Jesus is comin' back That OJ did it, Lee Harvey didn't And she's really gone this time Before she does I believe that gas is too damn high Ain't nothin' more American than mama's apple pie I believe in love, I believe in

Now I'm not really one for drinking songs but Don't wanna think about you right now Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh 'Cause if I did, it would be damn bad And I'd show up at your house I was screaming at your door Saying "what the fuck is wrong with you?" I thought

It's really going down in the goddamn south I 3-up, 100 to the end Wasted, undone How could you judge? I’m wasted right now Wasted undone Wasted right now Take a sip, drowning in this shit Choppers on my hip I hold my head

Nigga really wanna die in the night time Tired of feelin' like I'm trapped in my damn mind Tired of feelin' like I'm wrapped in a damn lie Tired of feelin' like my life is a damn game Don't go, stay up and don't go Don't go, don't go to sleep Nigga