| I always thought I could get what I wanted
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| If I just pushed enough
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| Act as sad as I wanted and something free happens
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| From the outside in, it’s a goldmine
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| It all turns to rot when you get inside
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| Chain up all the hope
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| 'Cause shit is what it’s worth
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| You can’t change my mind about nothing
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| You can’t see in my soul; |
| it’s too dark
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| I can’t phone in the simple fact that I’m just who I am
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| You can’t lead a horse to water
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| And force it to drink in deeper
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| You can’t charge for grace and mercy
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| It costs what it costs and that’s a life of hell
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| Go on down to the water
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| And throw a line or two in
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| See if you can pull something out that’ll stick to your skin
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| Go on and just be grateful
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| Try and understand
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| There’s no facts, just second guessing
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| And earning your keep as a better man
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| You can’t change my mind about nothing
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| You can’t see in my soul; |
| it’s too dark
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| I can’t phone in the simple fact that I’m just who I am
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| You can’t lead a horse to water
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| And force it to drink in deeper
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| You can’t charge for grace and mercy
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| It costs what it costs and that’s a life of hell
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| There’s blood in the water
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| There’s death on my hands
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| Come and knock on my door
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| I’ll label your demands
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| There’s faith in a black heart
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| You can put it back together
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| Get all your shit straight
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| I’ll meet you in the desert
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| You can’t change my mind about nothing
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| You can’t see in my soul; |
| it’s too dark
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| I can’t phone in the simple fact that I’m just who I am
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| You can’t change my mind about nothing
|
| You can’t see in my soul; |
| it’s too dark
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| I can’t phone in the simple fact that I’m just who I am
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| You can’t lead a horse to water
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| And force it to drink in deeper
|
| You can’t charge for grace and mercy
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| It costs what it costs and that’s a life of hell |