So I'll be on my way Call me a sinner, call me a saint Tell me its over, I'll still love you the same Call me your favorite Call me the worst Tell me its over I don't want you to hurt Its all that I can say I've said it so many times Wrap me in a bolt of

He was a giant When I was just a kid I was always trying To do everything he did I can still remember every lesson he taught me Growing up learning how to be like my old man He was a lion We were our father's pride

The fact that I can't deal It hurts to love you But I still love you It's just the way I feel And I'd be lying If I kept hiding It took thirteen beaches to find one empty In the ballroom of my mind Across the county line

Could be the end of the world I'd still be laid here on my own wasting my life away Get off your knees Please, you have to help me This is not my true face If you could see my soul As I have seen my soul I could show it to you It's rotten

If you still want me, please forgive me, The crown of love has fallen from me. You gotta be the one, You gotta be the way, They say it fades if you let it, Love was made to forget it. I carved your name across my eyelids, You pray for rain I pray for

It's all over for When you're on the edge and falling off And now you're dead inside Still you wonder why Because of you my mind is always racing And now your trip begins, but You, for you It's all over for you

Downtown’s dead without you Girls walk by and friends say hi Then Friday night it might as well be just another Tuesday night without you As long as you’re still in my head There ain’t a way that I can paint a ghost town red Downtown’s dead, downtown’s

Downtown’s dead without you Girls walk by and friends say hi Then Friday night it might as well be just another Tuesday night without you As long as you’re still in my head There ain’t a way that I can paint a ghost town red Downtown’s dead, downtown’s

Could be the end of the world I'd still be laid here on my own wasting my life away Get off your knees Please, you have to help me This is not my true face If you could see my soul As I have seen my soul I could show it to you It's rotten

I'm on my way Because I've got a thing about seeing my grandson grow 'Cause while my blood's still warm and my mind doesn't matter Wish I could watch them jumping round, calling names Kicking cans and playing tag, hide in every place Wish I could see