Everybody thinks you are better than me What about the lies that you told with a smile? Now I praise the lord but I still have a gun So run away before I get home
It's funny how always truth prevails How does it feel when they look you in the eye? I'm a man of peace but I keep a few grenades around me So run away before I get home
Your time is up, my lady, pretty queen of the bugs, my love Don't run away. Your past will run on a pair of legs, my love