Live with the lies I tell Live with the pain you feel Oh baby said its killin' me girl Said I just don't understand Why you wanna be with this kind of man oh ho Why would you love a fool with all the things I do I know its hard for you Hard for you to

When I'm out from under I don't wanna dream about All the things that never were Maybe I can live without I don't wanna feel the pain What good would it do me now I'll get it all figured out (From under, from under, from under, from under) And part of me

Life, birth, blood, doom The hole in the ground is comin' 'round soon In the end, son, I was once like you The hole in the ground is comin' 'round, comin' 'round soon I walk through fire, I feel no pain Fields of war which fuel my veins Cut me, child,

This is my last hurrah Last hurrah This is my last hurrah, once I start I ain't gon' stop 'til I go too far Last hurrah and it's okay Maybe tomorrow I won't feel this pain I know I've said it all before But it won't hurt to do it all once more I'm done

The bartender said ya'll keep it down The party was goin' strong By the palm trees down at the tiki bar Right there in the Holidome We'd been sittin' there since happy hour Had the day off in Omaha And all those girls came in and they wanted to swim And

Somebody get me a doctor You better call me a doctor Feelin' no pain Overloaded, down the drain You better call up the ambulance, I'm deep in shock Overloaded, baby, I can hardly walk Aww feelin' over fine And I'm speedin' down that line

Outta nowhere, outta nowhere Sooner or later that spark just disappears Every time one of us ending up in tears Is it good that we hurt every day? Is this worth all the pain that we feel inside? Am I too blind to see this is happening to me I live the

The bartender said ya'll keep it down The party was goin' strong By the palm trees down at the tiki bar Right there in the Holidome We'd been sittin' there since happy hour Had the day off in Omaha And all those girls came in and they wanted to swim And

Love for them that steal in the name of the Lord Dem a tell 'nough lie but holding my bird in a cloud Using the name of the Lord in vein While the people in the ghetto, feel 'nough pain And I remember what my papa told me Remember what my papa told me,

Give me something for the pain Come on, come on, come on When I feel I've been danglin' from a hang-man's noose Give me shelter from the rain Give me something I can use To get me through the night Make me feel all right Give me something for the blues