Father's Son - Rarities Edition: Live At Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavilion, Houston, TX, 2003

In the glare of a neon sign

She laid her body down

The damned walked in beside her

And he laid his money down

He said don't try to scream now

But I want this one to hurt

And tonight my pretty one

I'm gonna get my money's worth

He said they'd never listen,

She said they'd never understand

That I don't do this for pleasure,

I just do it cuz I can

I swear I didn't want to,

and I swear I didn't know

That things like this could happen, to a 17-year old

And I've bundled up all of these fears inside

And I've bottled up all of this pain

And no one or nothing can take this away

But I won't let it happen again

Never again

In the haze of a smoky room

He chokes that bottle down

It's been a month since he saw her face

Underneath the blood stained gown

He thinks about that little girl

And the one he has at home

And wonders what if that was my little girl

Walking down that road alone

And I've bundled up all these fears inside

And I've bottled up all of this pain

And no one or nothing can take this away

But I won't let it happen again

Never again

Never again, no

Maybe I'm just crazy or the devil got inside

But either way my soul is gone,

And I'll end this all tonight

The one hand throws the whiskey,

and the other throws the gun

As he cries out to the heavens

I am not my father's son

And I've bundled up all these fears inside

And I've bottled up all of this pain

And no one or nothing can take this away

But I won't let it happen again

Never again

Never again, no