You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison (Live) (Warped Tour 2005)

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

I'm 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 your 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

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 push-ups in drag
But nobody cares if you're losing yourself

I am losing myself and 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'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
They'll 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, cow

Now, now, cow, now, now

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh