Uh...

I'm running out of faith Be careful who you tell.

I'm running out of faith! Be careful who you tell.

Whoa... Whoa...

She's blackening my name My Army never came...

It's water under the bridge Be careful who you tell.

Whoa!
Cause you gotta look her in the eye, and you gotta love your way of life.

Cause you got a guilty filthy soul Don't you know it's outta your control?

Whoa!

She's blackening my name I know you feel the same.

It's water under the bridge... Be careful who you tell.

Whoa! Whoa!

Stop squeezin' on my neck, you Unemployment Check.

It's water under the bridge Be careful who you tell.

Whoa!

Cause you gotta look her in the eye! And you got love to your way of life.

Cause you got a guilty filthy soul Don't you know it's out of your control?

Whoa! （Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! ）
Whoa! （Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! ）
Whoa! （Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! ）

Whoa! （Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! ）

Waiting on a blood line... You can find some free time...

Look at who you're hating... Now we're celebrating...

Waiting on a bloodline...

You can find some free time...

Waiting on a bloodline...

Waiting on a bloodline...

Waiting on a bloodline...

She's bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-blackening my name.

Be careful who you tell!

Whoa!
Cause you gotta look her in the eye! And you got to love your way of life.

Cause you got a guilty filthy soul. Don't you know it's out of your control?

Whoa...