You left without a single word Not even sorry It might've hurt worse to hear you say I'm leaving, goodbye But your smile still makes my heart sing Another sad song I can't forget it I won't regret it Cause I'm still in love with you

Yeah, last year was not practise year Let's get more number 1's and more plaques this year I say a lotta blurry lines, let's talk facts this year I might even try goin' back to mass this year Yeah, told bro that I ain't jokin' this year Told wifey I

White lightning Yeah, the G-Men, T-Men, revenuers too Searchin' for the place where he made his brew They were lookin', tryin' to book him Mighty, mighty pleasin' You're pappy's corn squeezin' But my pappy kept on cookin' Well, in North Carolina, way

Combat baby come back Combat baby come back baby Said it all before They try to kick it, their feet fall asleep Fight off the lethargy Don't go quietly Combat baby Said you would never give up easy Every mighty mild seventies child

Raid is done All are gone Does he hear your prayers See the country burn Only misery remains All that's left is pain With sharp blades in mighty fists Now where is your god Does he even care for you

Tapestries of black and gold they're crying Looking through the windows I am watching you You as you go by You count every word I say Seven verses to magnify Drop the feathers you will never fly Over again you might find a way Turn on a wave of fire

Don't forget ab-b-b-b-bout me Even when I doubt you I'm no good without you, no, no Temperature is dropping Scared of my own image Scared of my own immaturity Scared of my own ceiling Scared I'll die of uncertainty Fear might be the death of me

(Car wash, girl) (Work and work) At the car wash You might not ever get rich But let me tell ya it's better than diggin' a ditch There ain't no tellin' who you might meet A movie star or maybe even an Indian chief

A clown puts his make-up on upside down So he wears a smile even when he wears a frown You might think I'm here when you put me down But actually I'm on the other side of town Why must you always seem to criticize me? I seems like everything I do just

Shhh quiet might piss somebody off I've had enough It's time for something real I don't respect the words you're speaking Gone too far Self-righteousness is wearing thin Heart bleeds but not for fellow men Like me motherfucker you've been at it for too