You better watch what you wish for
You might get what you wanted
You been stoned like a sophomore
Exactly what you paid for
You might find me in your hometown using the scissors on the corners or
Licking up the taverns or fucking in an auto
I been crooked from the day I was born
You ran to me screaming, “The judge is on the horn”
He reminded me I had time to be confused
I recalled I’ve never gone it alone
You can reel around the resource, lending your hand in my disasters
I heard you crying through the payphone
It only kills me faster and I might walk around our old town if I wasn’t tripped up on your phone bills
My heart needed a beat, not a drum fill
We barely made it through the intro

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