In the middle of a gunfight.
In the center of a restaurant.
They say.

Come with your arms raised high.
Well they're never gonna get me.
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 eye's 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 make me do pushups in drag.

But nobody cares if you're losing myself am I losing myself and
well.
I miss my mom!

Will they give me the chair?
Or lethal injection or swing from a rope if you dare.
Oh nobody knows all the trouble I seen.

Life is but a dream for the dead.
And well I can't go down by myself
But I'll go down with my friend.

Take it like a man.