Who the hell are you
To tell me what I can't do
I'm gonna burn all the bridges and close all the doors
That may lead me back to you
I know your face real good
And thats what tears me up inside
So I cling to the whiskey
Oh Lord they're gonna miss me
Slow motion suicide, fast
But all this talk is cheap
We're all liars and we're all thives
And we all have a fear
So this is what I hear
Me I just couldn't stand the heat
And as my stomach turns
From all the lessons I've failed to learn
I got to write another hit
Cause life depends on it
But I'd rather watch it burn
And the fight I fought was good
I got to see my name up in lights down in Hollywood
But the truth is baby, I'm really goin no where
I've grown tired of greeting the day
I lay in bed and wish it'd all go away
But the truth is baby, its really goin' no where fast