You Know What They Do to Guys Like Us in Prison - Live from Sessions@AOL

In the middle of a gun fight

In the center of a restaurant

They say, come with your arms raised high

Well, they're never gonna get me,

And like a bullet through a flock of doves

To wage this war against your faith in me

Your life, will never be the same

On your mother's eyes, say a prayer say a prayer

Now, but I can't

And I don't know

How we're just two men as God had made us

Well, I can't, well, I can

Too much, too late, or just not enough of this

Pain in my heart for your dying wish

I'll kiss your lips again

They all cheat at cards and the checkers are lost

My cellmate's a killer, they made me do push-ups (in drag)

But nobody cares if you're losing yourself am I losing myself

Well, I miss my mom

Will they give me the chair

Or lethal injection, or swing from a rope if you dare

Ah, nobody knows all the trouble I've seen

Now, but I can't

And I don't know

How we're just two men as God had made us

Well, I can't, well, I can

Too much, too late, or just not enough of this

Pain in my heart for your dying wish

I'll kiss your lips again

To your room

What they ask of you

Will make you want to say, so long

Well, I don't remember

Why remember you

Do you have the keys to the hotel

'Cause I'm gonna string this motherfucker on fire (fire)

Life is but a dream for the dead

And well I, I won't go down by myself

But I'll go down with my friends

Now now now now, now now now, now now now, yeah

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh