Guess I'll be leaving in the morning
By the chill that you gave me I will ride
I will tear out my insides just to find a place to hide
And I don't want to hurt you anymore

You got the dagger but I got the revolver
As we rolled and we tumbled to the floor
I been ? ? is it just these drugs I'm feelin'?
And I don't want to lie to you no more

? ?
? ? till the end
A guitar's a man's best friend
But these rules were meant to be broken

? ? make myself uneasy
And I haven't got the guts to make you cry
? ? to one thing ? ? do something
And I don't want to hurt you anymore

Now with this advice I will end
? ?
Some things are meant to be spoken
And these rules are meant to be broken

• Ain't That Tough
• Can't Go Back
• Made to Be Broken
• Never Really Been
• Ship of Fools
• Tied to The Tracks
• Whoa!