When this war is over It will be a better day But it won't bring back Those poor boys in their graves Ain't no sense in no action Killin' people all the time When it happens on the street We call that a crime Man, he can get along

Once upon a time I could control myself Once upon a time I could lose myself I admit it, what's to say I'll relive it, without pain Backstreet lover on the side Of the road I got a bomb in my temple that is gonna explode I got a .16 gauge buried under my

And she only looks like you In a certain kind of light When she holds her head just right In a long time My new lover, sweet and kind The kind of lover that one rarely finds And I'm happy for the first time, in a long time Came along and opened up the

I can't let her go She's still here fighting Better know there's life in her yet Time will take us all, and turn us into stones Hung over fragile bones Let her go, let her go, let her go She still remembers the time that was uncomplicated But sure as the

Yeah, I live for little moments like that Well, I'll never forget the first time that I heard That pretty mouth say that dirty word And I can't even remember now what she backed my truck into But she covered her mouth and her face got red And she just

How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over? I'll fuck you right, have you walking from side to side How many times? Pour a cup for the bitches that ain't scared to get down Get down, get down How many times I gotta? Light another for the bitches

I’m ready for love for the first time It’s taking me over now Ready for love and I know I’m coming home To the stars My heart is in fly I know that There’s something inside I’m falling into the skies I’m getting closer now

So maybe you could walk with me a while And maybe I could rest beneath your smile Everybody stumbles sometimes and needs a hand to hold Maybe I could rest beneath your smile It's a long trip alone over sand and stone That lie along the road that we all

Trampled down below Holes begin to pierce the sky Light that falls the gathering of lies Deceive destroys and overgrows As all becomes In time you will know Morning sun Shines its light Blinding the truth

I know we'll be lovers again, darling I know we'll be lovers again It's a matter of time The one in the end, I was your friend Till you see that I'm I got pictures of you in funny poses Letters from you with pressed yellow roses I've got souvenirs of fun