I left my favourite cassette in the escape car. I'll never here those songs again it made me think of all the many things I've sacrificed. Oh momma where do I begin.
When I broke bad I never knew of all the trouble I would have.
You should not romanticise this outlaw life.. When the scars have been shown another tales have been told I'm telling you somethings missing.
Don't need no excuse to sing the blues. Calculating the cost of the hints that you lost you'll realize loves gone missing...
Don't go drifting.