But that’s what I’ll do
Behind a cigarette
And I’m talkin’ to myself at night
Far from this opera for evermore
Make the sweat drip out of every pore
Every single one’s got a story to tell
And I’m bleeding, and I’m bleeding, and I’m bleeding
A seven nation army couldn’t hold me back
Because I can’t forget
And if I catch it comin’ back my way
I’m going to Wichita
Right before the lord
I’m gonna work the straw

And I will think no more

And that ain’t what you want to hear
Don’t wanna hear about it
I’m gonna fight ’em off

And the feeling coming from my bones says, "Find a home."
They’re gonna rip it off
I’m gonna serve it to you
From the Queen of England to the hounds of hell
And the stains comin’ from my blood tell me, "Go back home."
And the message comin’ from my eyes says, "Leave it alone."
Taking their time right behind my back

Everyone knows about it
All the words are gonna bleed from me
Back and forth through my mind