The Bastard's Way

Don't ever put your faith in me, I'll only let you down.
Don't pick me up, when I'm stumbling, just leave me on the ground.
And right or wrong, I'll stick by the things I say,
And I couldn't give a shit if you go or if you stay.
I don't need your pity,
I don't need your bullshit lies,
and I don't want your opinion on the faults of my life.
You can talk all you want,
but I won't hear a word you say,
I'm an unforgiven prick,
and I'm just livin' the bastard's way!
When my day has come and I lie beneath the dirt,
people gather smiles wide, or pour booze upon the earth.
They'll remeber all the good times, but only talk about the bad,
they'll drink or say whatever it takes to keep from getting sad.
I don't need your pity,
I don't need your bullshit lies,
and I don't want your opinion on the faults of my life.
You can talk all you want,
but I won't hear a word you say,
I'm an unforgiven prick,
and I'm just livin' the bastard's way!
On my mother's doorstep lies a single red rose,
and a story of a broken man, that a mother would never know.
I showed her the best and the worst days of her life.
and I promised her that one day I would take her for my wife.
And she know it was all a lie, from the moment I left her bed,
she said your boy was a son-of-a-bitch and I'm glad he's fucking dead!
I don't need your pity,
I don't need your bullshit lies,
and I don't want your opinion on the faults of my life.
You can talk all you want,
but I won't hear a word you say,
I'm an unforgiven prick,
and I'm just livin' the bastard's way!