I speak fast & I'm not going to repeat myself. So listen carefully to every word I say: "I'm the only one who's gonna get away with making excuses today. You're appealing to emotions that I simply do not have."

Blackmailed myself. Cuz I ain't got anyone else. "This is a stick up, give us all your.." I've got the red carpet blues baby.

"Put your hands in the air & don't make a sound. But don't get the wrong idea, we're gonna shoot you. & There's nothing in your head or pocket, throat or wallet that could change just how this goes. No, we're gonna shoot you."

When I said that I'd return to you I meant more like a relapse. Now again I think "His and Her's" "For Better or Worse." But the only ring I want buried with me are the ones around my eyes.

& Everyone shakes to the beat with a barrel down their throat.