| 5 For Her 3 For Him |
| THE RAIN IS BEATING ON MY FACE MY BIKES STILL HOT AS A PISTOL RUNNING LIKE Iâ??M IN RACE SOME KIND OF SUICIDAL MISSILE THEYâ??RE IN SOME MOTEL SOMEWHERE MY BABY DONME ME LOW THOUGHT Iâ??D NEVER BE THERE BUT NOW THEYâ??RE BOTH GONNA KNOW I BEEN A LONG TIME GONE BEEN REAL CLOSE TO HELL I KEPT MY MOUTH TIGHT SHUT THOUGHT THEY WOULDNâ??T LIKE PRISON TOO WELL THEY TOOK THE MONEY AND RUN LEFT ME WITH A SMOKING GUN SAID SHEâ??D ALWAYS WAIT FOR ME BUT WHAT SHE LEFT ME WAS MISERY I CANâ??T FEEL NO COLDER OUTSIDE OR IN CUT DOWN MOSBURG IN MY BAG FIVE SHELLS FOR HER AND THREE FOR HIM THEY GONE AND BROKE MY HEART SUPPOSED TO BE MY FRIEND THIS SHOULD KEEP THEM APART HELL ALL THINGS COME TO AN END HEY BOY JUST TELL ME THE NUMBER POINT ME TO THEIR ROOM IF YOU WANT YOU CAN CALL THE LAW WHILE I PLAY AROUND WITH DOOM WHEN ITâ??S OVER Iâ??M GONE THIS TIGERS RUNNING JUST FINE Iâ??M GONNA KISS MY BABY GOODNIGHT JUST ONE LAST TIME. |