And maybe someday down the road I wanna know you Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh I'll sit back and say to myself I wanna go there where you go I wanna find out what you know Yeah, I thought so I like how you are with me

To the ground where you left my heart to bleed Your goin' down down down boy Five, four, three, two, one Bang! Bang! Bang! Boy! Your goin' down, down, down, boy Bang! she shot you. Karma tastes so sweet Karma tastes so bang bang bang boy Bang! she shot

I'm not trying to be right try to be wrong I'm just try to make it out here on my own I said I do a lot of things but I probably never change I just try to make it on my own I said I do a lot of things but I probably be the same Every time I try to get

Have you heard about my baby? Yes, how I love her you don't know. How I love, how I love her you don't know. I declare it hurt me so bad, Yes, when I heard she'd got to go. Yes I tried, yes I tried, but I let her down. Heard about my baby? Ooh yes, I

I'll be makin' my way further down the road I'll be makin' my way I want to get there some day Half a mile outside Buloxi Did I come or did I go Seven sirens singin' to me Why I listen I don't know I got some smokes I got some coffee My head is ready to

I choose death before dishonor I'd rather die than live down on my knees Bury me like a soldier, with my dignity! Bury me! (Bury me!) To the haters, the takers, the liars, all the vultures and the bottom feeding scum The FCC, the FBI and every tin god

You're not there To celebrate the man that you made Is it fair? You'll never know the person I'll be Every step I take, you used to lead the way Now I'm terrified to face it on my own To share in my my success and mistakes I only got you in my stories

Stand your ground Don’t let the bastards grind you down Be bold, be strange Don’t let their fears make you afraid Yesterday I told my sons, "Sometimes the bad guys win" And that it made me scared about the world that we live in But I had to reassure them

Let me up, baby, I've had enough When I fell for you, baby I really met my match You use me, abuse me But I keep comin' back It never seems to matter What we fight about I'm the one who winds up Down for the count I love ya, I want ya

What can you show me That my heart don't know already And you're qualified to me Only losers go to school That my heart don't know where it is And you're qualified We make our own sins You're qualified to me We did it unknown