you know what they do to guys like us in prison!?!?!

you know what they do to guys like us in prison!

in the middle of a gun fight...
in the centre of a restaurant...
they say 'come with your hands 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 ne,
your life...will never be the same,
on your mothers eyes,say a prayer...
say a prayer.

now but i can't,
and i don't know,
how were just two men how god has made us,
well i can't...
well i can,
too late, too much, or just not enough of this,
pain in my heart for your dying wish,
i'll miss your lips again, 

they all cheat at cards, and the checkers are lost,
my cellmates a killer,
and they make 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 a chair,
or a 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 were just two men how god has made us,
well i can't...
well i can,
too late, too much, or just not enough of this,
pain in my heart for your dying wish,
i'll miss your lips again, 

to your room...
what they ask of you
will make you want to sat 'so long'
well i don't remember, 
why remember...YOU!

do you have the keys to the hotel?!
cause im gonna string this motherfucker on fire (FIRE)

life is but a dream for the dead,
and well, i won't go down by myself,
but i'll go down with my friends,
now, now, now, now, (i can't explain)
now, now, now (i can't complain)
now, now yeah!