| Took your cheap shots and now | |
| I've had enough | |
| Life's a bitch boy when times are tough | |
| It's best to burn out and worse to fade | |
| I'm gonna punch the clock out with all dues paid | |
| I hate the taste of your humble pie | |
| And I'm walking out of here | |
| With my head held high and... | |
| I won't save my face | |
| Or state my case | |
| I'll speak my peace | |
| Fuck it - just fuck it | |
| Been a long time since | |
| I've seen ysou smile | |
| Well I feel like shit cause | |
| I've been out for a while | |
| I'm torn to pieces but the mind's intact | |
| Yet the song remains, son - | |
| I got your back | |
| We trust the good lord to see it through | |
| And I'm never never ever | |
| Givin' up on you and... | |
| You won't save face | |
| Or state your case | |
| So speak your peace | |
| Fuck it - just fuck it |