| Well, you’ve gone and traded, for the last time, my dear |
| Left me frustrated, for the last time, in my hands |
| So if you wanna live, well I’ll let you out right here |
| And if you wanna break one off |
| So cut me out, pull me down |
| All the bridges that you burn, stay cut down |
| So dig me out, pull me down |
| All the hell you gave to me, is gonna come back round |
| Keep a good shot, bathe in my hate, it’s you on the other end |
| It’s time to play with your only boy, 'cause I’m here laughing |
| So if you wanna live, well I’ll let you out right here |
| And if you wanna break one off |
| So cut me out, pull me down |
| All the bridges that you burn, stay cut down |
| So dig me out, pull me down |
| All the hell you gave to me, is gonna come back round |
| Well, it come back round |
| It’s gonna come back round |
| Yeah, can’t stop my bad blood boiling over |
| And the cross you have, yeah |
| So if you wanna live, well I’ll let you out right here |
| And if you wanna break one off |
| So cut me out, pull me down |
| All the bridges that you burn, stay cut down |
| So dig me out, pull me down |
| All the hell you gave to me, is gonna come back round |
| Well, it come back round |
| It’s gonna come back round |