| I’ve got this letter that I wrote
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| It says that I ain’t coming home
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| You know that I’m just bluffing though
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| I’ve been full of shit for years
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| I’ve got this secret no one knows
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| My dirty heart it just can’t show
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| I want to scream it out and let the world know
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| How dark it really is
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| And you cut me
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| You cut me to the core
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| And you hurt me
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| But I keep on begging for more
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| Then you lied to me
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| Your words like arrows in my heart
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| It wasn’t God that was trying to teach me
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| It was the devil tearing me apart
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| I built a house, put up a fence
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| But the fox, it found a way in
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| As he was digging at the bottom
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| He caught your eye
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| As I walked out on the porch
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| I pulled out my old .44
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| Right before I pulled the trigger
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| I just stopped, there was more
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| Oh, you cut me
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| You cut me to the core
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| And you hurt me
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| But I keep on begging for more
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| Then you lied to me
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| Your words like arrows in my heart
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| It wasn’t God that was trying to teach me
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| It was the devil tearing me apart
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| Apart, apart, apart
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| You cut me
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| You cut me to the core
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| You hurt me
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| Why the hell do I keep begging for me
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| Then you lied to me
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| Your words like arrows in my heart
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| It wasn’t God that was trying to teach me
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| It was the devil tearing me apart |