Break
Strut on by like a king
Telling everybody they know nothing,
And long live what you thought you were,
And time ain't on your side anymore (anymore)
And so you tell me I
Can't take my chances,
But I told you one too many times,
And you were crying like a bitch.
I'm tougher than nails.
I can promise you that.
Step out of line
And you get bitch-slapped back.
And you can run
Your little mouth all day,
But the hand of god
Just smacked you back into yesterday
Telling everybody they know nothing,
And long live what you thought you were,
And time ain't on your side anymore (anymore)
And so you tell me I
Can't take my chances,
But I told you one too many times,
And you were crying like a bitch.
I'm tougher than nails.
I can promise you that.
Step out of line
And you get bitch-slapped back.
And you can run
Your little mouth all day,
But the hand of god
Just smacked you back into yesterday
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Writer(s): Norman Durham, Paul Crutchfield, Woody Cunningham
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