You can't get enough You think that all your time is used Too busy earnin' Just busy earnin' This busy earnin' So you come a long way But you'll never have me Never have things for a normal life It's time, too busy earnin'

Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition He pushed me 'round Now I'm drawin' the line He lived his life Now I'm gonna go live mine I'm sick of wastin' my time Well now I've been good for way too long Found my red dress and I'm gonna throw it on 'Bout to

There's a place for the baby that died He was taken away And there's a time for the mother who cried 'Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long How could you hurt a child When will the icicle melt The icicle, icicle

How are you still holding on? One day it's here and then it's gone On your own Through the eyes of someone else You and everybody else What's it all about You've felt this way for far too long Waiting for a change to come You know you're not the only one

Feel like a brand new person (but you make the same old mistakes) Stop thinking you're the only option (Stop before it’s too late) But you've got your demons, and she's got her regrets Going with what I always longed for I don’t care I’m in love (stop

And now we never will, never will We wrote our names along the bathroom walls Graffitiing our hearts across the stalls I've been waiting for my whole life to grow old Time to kill Was always an illusion Time stood still I'm writing to ask you; did you

Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition He pushed me 'round Now I'm drawin' the line He lived his life Now I'm gonna go live mine I'm sick of wastin' my time Well now I've been good for way too long Found my red dress and I'm gonna throw it on 'Bout to

'Cause this time round I've made my mind up Waitin' for the night to fade Here on a foreign shore And all I've done is run away Like too many nights before Its taken far too long To make my world my own

Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition He pushed me 'round Now I'm drawin' the line He lived his life Now I'm gonna go live mine I'm sick of wastin' my time Well now I've been good for way too long Found my red dress and I'm gonna throw it on 'Bout to

Some of the ugliest things took the longest time to make And some of the easiest habits are the hardest one's to break And I'm not asking for value nor the pain But I am asking for a way out of this lie Because I can't wait for you to catch up with me