A man can't face the cold, hard truth And closing time is when I'll leave. Till then it's just between this bottle and me. Yeah, this is just between the bottle and me. With nothing less than 90 proof. Didn't come in here for your sympathy, And a honky

I slam the door in my own face again To see if I will ever change the feeling I separate from my body Simply just lost in my mind If I walk and find a stone Break it open to find my own gold Making riches out of nothing There is one thing, the way it's

You're the only one who really knew me at all So take a look at me now Well there's just an empty space And there's nothing left here to remind me Just the memory of your face How can I just let you walk away, Just let you leave without a trace? When I

They think they know who I am. All they know is I love to kill. Face down, dead on the ground. Find me before another is found. Strangulation caused her death, Just like all the others. Raped before and after death; Stripped, naked, tortured.

Wait, wait a minute Bouncin' around, bouncin' around, bouncin' Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face I get it how I live it I live it how I get it Count the mothafuckin' digits I pull up with a lemon Not 'cause she ain't livin' It's just your eyes

Knowing me, knowing you (a-ha) There is nothing we can do We just have to face it This time we're through (This time we're through, we're really through) Breaking up is never easy, I know But I have to go (I have to go, this time I have to go) (This time

'Cause when I see your face my own senses leave me I just can't Keep me up all night, I'm not sleeping I'm closing my eyes just to keep on dreaming Yeah, I could be blind but I'd still see that Yeah, I could be blind but I'd still see that, I just can't

Lady writer on the TV Just the way that her hair fell down around her face Then I recall my fall from grace Another time, another place Talking about the Virgin Mary Yeah you know I'm talking about you and me And the lady writer on the TV Lady Writer on

It went right by me I was looking out the window I should have looked At your face instead At the time it went over my head Just another wall There should have been a moment When we let our barriers fall I never meant

Hit me clown because I'm not from your town, now hit me clown Clown you ain't shit, turn around got your face split Just too fucking little I'm just a fucking mental Throw your hate at me with all your might. Think hard. A tattooed body to hide who you