ITS NOT OKAY
He slipped his hand up her skirt, she said slow down, you can’t treat me that way
I don’t feel like that for you now, never will, can’t believe you thought that of me
What makes you think you can treat me that way, who fucking raised you, you son of a bitch
I don’t care what you say, its not okay, you son of bitch, go fuck yourself
Its not okay, You son of bitch
Go touch yourself, You son of bitch
Can’t treat me that way, You son of bitch
Go fuck yourself
She looked him square in his eyes, and clenched her fist, and gave it all she got
He fell to the floor, she stood over him and kicked him where he feel it most
What makes you think you can treat me that way, who fucking raised you, you son of a bitch
I don’t care what you say, its not okay, you son of bitch, go fuck yourself
Its not okay, You son of bitch
Go touch yourself, You son of bitch
Can’t treat me that way, You son of bitch
Go fuck yourself
Its not okay, You son of bitch
Go touch yourself, You son of bitch
Can’t treat me that way, You son of bitch
Go fuck yourself
Its not okay, You son of bitch
Go touch yourself, You son of bitch
Can’t treat me that way, You son of bitch
Go fuck yourself
You son of bitch
Its not okay
Go fuck yourself
Can't treat me that way
You son of bitch
Its not okay
Go fuck yourself
Can't treat me that way
You son of bitch
Its not okay
Go fuck yourself
Can't treat me that way
You son of bitch
Its not okay
Go fuck yourself
Go fuck yourself
Its not okay, You son of bitch
Go touch yourself, You son of bitch
Can’t treat me that way, You son of bitch
Go fuck yourself
Its not okay, You son of bitch
Go touch yourself, You son of bitch
Can’t treat me that way, You son of bitch
Go fuck yourself
MIRROR WITH YOU
Let’s look in that mirror son
Know you can't be everything for everyone
I'm trying to tell you what I know as truth
In the end all that's left is you and you
Looking back again
Back at you again
Back at you again
Now choose your way my son
You can't be everything for everyone
Only you know know your truth
And who's behind that mirror with you
Stare back at that mirror son
You tried to be everything for everyone
Forgot all about about yourself
You stacked your dreams on the shelf
One of the ones too
You forgot about you
You were one of the ones too
You chose your way my son
You tried be everything to everyone
You did what you thought was true
I’m the one behind the mirror with you
Let’s look in that mirror son
You tried to be everything to everyone
Now you see what I know as the truth
In the end what’s left is you and you
You chose your way my son
You tried be everything to everyone
You did what you thought was true
I’m the one behind that mirror with you
Behind the mirror with you
You forgot about you
Behind the mirror with you
You forgot about you
Behind the mirror with you
One of the ones too
Behind the mirror with you
One of the ones too
DEVIL OUT OF THE WAY
Fists flyin, you’re lyin awake
(You’re overrun)
Wonderin how much more you could take
(Just call it done)
Broken bottle, push the throttle away
(You know the truth)
Get the fuck out of the way
You look down at your hands
Wonderin whats your plan
So many paths to take
Mistakes you’ve made
You gotta start movin your feet
You’ll never know who’ll you’ll meet
No use stickin around
For another beat down
Fists flyin, you’re lyin awake
(You’re overrun)
Wonderin how much more you could take
(Just call it done)
Broken bottle, push the throttle away
(You know the truth)
Get the fuck out of the way
You hit that open road
Sellin snake oil you were sold
You’re comin in super hot
Now take your shot
Pullin in to the new town
Devil says hey turn around
You know better than that
Bloody baseball bat
Fists flyin, no lyin awake
(You’re overrun)
Nothing else more you would take
(Just call it done)
Broken bottle, push the throttle away
(You know the truth)
Devil got the fuck out of the way
Fists flyin, no lyin awake
(You’re overrun)
Nothing else more you would take
(Just call it done)
Broken bottle, push the throttle away
(You know the truth)
Devil got the fuck out of the way
Fists flyin, no lyin awake
(You’re overrun)
Nothing else more you would take
(Just call it done)
Broken bottle, push the throttle away
(You know the truth)
Devil got the fuck out of the way
(Just call it done)
Devil got the fuck out of the way
(You know the truth)
Devil got the fuck out of the way
(You’re overrun)
(Just call it done)
(You know the truth)
(Just call it done)
(You know the truth)
GOLDEN CUP
There’s strange old man, lived across the street
Never saw him much, maybe once a week
Never left the house lookin less than a king
No one in town, seemed to know him well
Finally got the nerve to ring his doorbell
He opened the door, with a devious smile
He asked me to come on in
Shit his house was bigger than sin
Out back were collector cars
Tons of girls smoking cigars
Inside the house, walls seeping with cash
Twenty bedrooms, walnut, marble and glass
I asked how long he’d let me stay
He looked at me and sized me up
Reached over and handed me a golden cup
I took a sip and everything changed
Now I’m driving his fancy cars
All the women, imported cigars
I don’t know what was in his head
But his life is mine instead
Now my life is one long living hell
Somehow gotta break this horrible spell
People think the grass is always greener
No one in town seems to know my name
Left alone, nothing left, after losing the game
I can’t blame them for staying away
Can’t fix all the fancy cars
No more women, shitty cigars
Can’t get it out of my head
Got no one in my bed
Out of my head
Can’t get it out of my head
(He)
Out of my head
Can’t get it out of my head
(He)
Out of my head
Can’t get it out of my head
(He)
Out of my head
Can’t get it out of my head
(He)
BLOOD ON THE FLOOR
I’m headed down the road
Can’t find what I need
Maybe they're down there
I’ve looked everywhere
The air feels so cold here
Nothin to be seen
So I’m headed down the road
Following that warm stream
Followin down
I see the line formin
Along that warm stream
Wonder if they found their craving
Along that warm stream
Line formin down
Cause I’m so tired
Followin that warm stream
Not finding what I’m needin
Shootin my sound beams
So tired now
So tired now
Hear those screamin clicks
Waiting to get the lead
Can’t wait to see the color
Of that blood on the floor
Line goin out
Line goin out
Line goin out
Here I am headin west
Nose down from the weight
Found what I was lookin for
Lyin in wait
Heard those screamin clicks
Got ‘em on board
Got to see the color
Of that blood on the floor
Blood on the floor
Blood on the floor
Blood on the floor
Blood on the floor
Blood on the floor