And when I'm hanging by a string, Every little thing Is understood Stronger than steel and wood. Seen me through the bad and good. Between Martin and me. He was born in the woods Torn from his home. Well, he was naked,

And we ain't seen nothing yet Good times and bad Seen them both Hope fly out the window Fortune walk through the door Learned not to believe This is as good as it gets Because we ain't seen nothing yet Hands untied