Was it in the of that knife you screwed In the heart of the when you opened that door You knew, now there'd be no returning
Or room to mourn what we lost And to wait while the As you, the hound of blood and And boy, you've got another coming
Come on, come on, on got a deal to make I you wanted to Come on and set me free,
I'll dig until we've made grave Oh, been a bad, bad boy I until I call it out And it in a sad, sad song, n-n-no, no, no
Why the I'm no brother Youre the wrong I Boy, we all found an you found the worst of me You got thing
'em up against the wall Now all of no use to you God, it's for the curing Only in for that big refuse Surprise boy, this tide's to turning
No room to what you have lost Ah, no you are the willing you, hound of blood and rank Who deserves ounce of what's coming
on, come on, come on You've give it to me I you wanted to Come on and set me free,
I'll dig until we've made your Oh, you've a bad, bad boy I could I call it out And it in a sad, sad song, n-n-no, no, no
Why the I'm no brother Youre the I need Boy, we all an audience While you the worst of me You got thing
Come on, on, come on You gotta it to me I you wanted to on and set me free, yeah
I'll dig we've made your grave Oh, been a bad, bad boy I could I call it out And it in a sad, sad song, n-n-no, no, no
Why the I'm no brother Youre the I need Boy, we all found an While you the worst of me You got thing
In the eye you've lied in And in the we left you guiding If only words could you hiding And boy, cowards give up you, give up you
It's all on you, boy, all on you, boy all on you, boy, it's all on you, boy It's all on you, boy, all on you, boy all on you, boy