Texty:
Gc5 The Never Bet The Devil Your Head

put me under I'll make a deal with the bounty hunter For the price upon my head Walked home to angry faces So I laced up my laces And I headed for far

s time I learned Everything has it's price But broken hearts and empty pockets Don't determine wrong and right When the thoughts that fill your head Are the kind that make your

Get your head out of the clouds kid Get your heart out of the gutter Get your mind off your sleeve It's so easy to read You used to walk so proud kid

I turned to him and said "There's gotta be a better way Than chomping at the bit, wasting away" There's no outlets and I'm blowing my fuses Drowning

I think I must be crazy to feel this way. I'm so lazy, I sleep all day. I'm too stupid to understand, why did it happen? I wear it like a brand I'm

to count my blessings to know you. It's mouths like yours that spread disease, and everyone in your sight is weak at the knees, waiting for your true

look at the clock and there's tick and there's tock And they conspire against everything Go on and knock, but the door's always locked And you've taken that key off your