Well he opened up this shop at the age of nineteen Stealing anything the eye could see Said gather 'round you people, anything you need Keep my name on your lips And put the word out on the street And I will rob 'til my fingers they are down to the bone Wander 'til I can't remember my own home Drink 'til I don't know the meaning of alone 'Til that bullet flies to carry me home 'Til that bullet flies that bullet flies that bullet flies That bullet flies that bullet flies to carry me home 'Til that bullet flies that bullet flies that bullet flies That bullet flies that bullet flies to carry me home Well he never ever smiled But he always seemed pleased Said I'll never live down upon my bended knees I see the game and the game it sees me We will dance until they bury me I will rise like the ashes from a building as it burns Screaming all my enemies you'll all have your turn The more pain I feel, the less that it hurts The more I move on the more I am sure That I will rob 'til my fingers they are down to the bone Wander 'til I can't remember my own home Drink 'til I don't know the meaning of alone 'Til that bullet flies to carry me home 'Til that bullet flies that bullet flies that bullet flies That bullet flies that bullet flies to carry me home 'Til that bullet flies that bullet flies that bullet flies That bullet flies that bullet flies to carry me home

Line of limousines leaves one by one The prayers been prayed The hymns been sung Black mascara's already run But the tears keep flowing You can blame it on hate or blame it on guns But mamas ain't supposed to bury their sons Left a hole in her heart and it still ain't done The bullet keeps on goin' Through every branch of his family tree Every birthday that he'll never see Every chance to live a good life that was stolen Through the son he'll never get to raise His daughter on her wedding day Wishin' it was his hands she was holdin' 'Till every heart that's left to break is broken The bullet keeps on goin' The grass grows back around the stone And friends stop checkin' in on the phone The camera crews have all moved on But the wound's still open The bullet keeps on goin' Through every branch of his family tree Every birthday that he'll never see Every chance to live a good life that was stolen Through the son he'll never get to raise His daughter on her wedding day Wishin' it was his hands she was holdin' 'Till every heart that's left to break is broken The bullet keeps on goin' Oh, whoa Line of limousines leaving one by one The prayers been prayed The hymns been sung Oh, mamas ain't supposed to bury their sons The bullet keeps on goin' Through the son he'll never get to raise His daughter on her wedding day Wishin' it was his hands she was holdin' 'Till every heart that's left to break is broken The bullet keeps on goin' The bullet keeps on goin'

You once cut a friendly figure haunting and bereft Now you cast an ugly shadow guilty and obsessed So why must you always play the victim? it's time that i wasn't your hero I've got troubles of my own that you used to care for Now all I desire is to run so far away from those open and angry Arms I am not your possession Now I once tried to love you dearly compromised my heart But I paid the price and clearly I have played my part So cry if you want to but the blood runs cold, cold to the touch and cold to your Bones I shudder from your empty tears now Call me anything you want to justify this situation that's all in your Mind now come on be a man about it so Why tell the truth When it's easier to put the blame on you I was Bored with no hope but I always hang myself with the same rope Now I dress in sorry silence wearing all my pain Now you think you're caving in WELL violence is my friend So how can you blame this all upon me I tried but my patience is wearing Thin and as I give you keep on taking Take me off the pedestal that you've created and you'll see that now you Hate me is this the only way? SO why tell the truth When it's easier to put the blame on you I was Bored with no hope but I always hang myself with the same rope So why must you always play the victim it's time that I wasn't your hero I've got troubles of my own that you used to care for Now all I desire is to run so far away from those open and angry Arms I am not your possession SO why tell the truth When it's easier to put the blame on you I was Bored with no hope but I always hang myself with the same rope

I don't know how you got in my head Turning all my visions to red But you did and I'm grateful For helpin' me see That even after all this time Your love is a part of me First, you pulled me out of my grave Handed me the keys to my cage And I guess that I owe you for the air that I breathe But now you're startin' to choke me With the hands that used to feed Now your love is a part of me It's a part of me Your love is part of me It's a part of me Thought you'd be malicious and clean Calculated like a machine And I'm drawn to your nightmare While you pull on my chains I can't deny that I have found the comfort in the pain I've got to get away from your arms Your suffocating violent charms You're the colour of evil on the wings of a dove But even if I shoot you down, I just can't shake you off Now your love is a part of me It's a part of me Your love is a part of me It's a part of me Your love is a part of me It's a part of me How did I get so sick from your embrace? Your mouth's full of salt for all my cuts Now the last of me Is leaving you But this part will never give up I've got to get away from your hate You only teach me how to degrade You're a waste, you're a tyrant You're a leech of my kindness You're a cunt, and a bastard And it makes me so sad that You're just imitating, you're asphyxiating Your love is a part of myself that I'm hating Your love is a part of me It's a part of me Your love is a part of me It's a part of me Your love is a part of me It's a part of me It's a part of me

The ghosts in my house Are whispering and calling out to me They wake me up at first light The nightmare is coming home Here lies the one You gave up on Not good enough Not good enough The ghosts in my house Are laughing at me "The living can never be free" They wake me up just to go back to sleep So I'm living in a permanent dream This house will fall In drunken scrawls Not good enough We had it all So don't try to leave 'Cause you promised me So don't try to leave 'Cause you promised me Here lies the one You gave up on Not good enough Not good enough

Honey, Sugar, Lover, Ever Baby this one is for you Alcoholic, (so) catastrophic You gave me something to do You tie me up in a ball in a cup in a black Cadillac in the box of a Jack in a moment of truth in a mistaken youth I am tragically yours in a page in a book Sweetheart, (my) darling, slightly charming Wrap me in nettles and thorns Precious letters, maybe it's better If you had never been born You come inside like a victory bride but you're all dressed in crimson and blacked out your eyes and so exaggerated so much that you rip at the seams and I tear out the dice on your lips Headache, staring Toothache tearing Earthquake, bearing How am I meant to believe? ...in someone quite like you I know once you loved me too The price you pay is critical Why did I stay? It's pitiful Incoherence, (my) disappearance Where did my dignity go? Daytime nightmares, get your fair share? No, well I didn't think so You slip away into slumber I lay and I crumble and pay for the price on your head and I hate to admit that your conscience is clear when you know what you did and you won't shed a tear Shaking, Burning, in-the-grave turning Burden your demons on me Seething, writhing, raging, caving See how I split into three Ivory runs as the night overcomes and I'm left with the cold and the dark and the numbness so unsympathetic I said no I meant it I pointlessly argue my case as defendant Headache, staring Toothache tearing Earthquake, bearing How could you go make me bleed? ...on someone quite like you I know once you loved me too But the price you pay is critical Why did I stay? It's goddamn fucking pitiful.

I have tried to back down in the eyes of strangers They will know my all That my pride comes after a fall A fall so you begin to ask the questions to end questioning Why the art is growing silent? It's a long a way to the anchor Fathoms underwater You are running out of breath to carry Your lungs are not ready It's not enough to save me And you don't have the strength of many I denied, I smiled I swallowed like a willing child I saw, you guessed But you could never save a sinking shipwreck Don't be upset It's just you haven't worked it out yet There's still time Just don't be blameful if you don't get mine It's a long a way to the anchor Fathoms under water You are running out of tricks to tempt me Even if you move me I'd still be a greedy little thing To have around and watch you drowning Come home to me I won't be grateful but I will not leave your side And I'll be the anchor you have always known it's me So now you've won Just let the water fill your lungs I'll watch and pray 'Cause everybody has to die someday