Confessional Boxing

Writin' my confession while drivin' my car
Tryin' to get away, but I didn't get far
Just around the corner from my in-laws
I make a pretty crummy outlaw

I thought I was funny living life like a lush
Laughing outside while I wanted to crush
Everything on the inside
You gotta keep it on the inside

Confessional Boxing
I'm a professional
Confessional Boxing
I'm a professional

Money in the hand starts a buzzin' in the brain
Having her here's like gettin' hit by a train
I had a four-leaf clover
But those days are over

Belinda says "Heaven is a place on Earth"
So is Hell, you gotta go there first
They handed out new orders
To shut down the borders

Confessional Boxing
I'm a professional
Confessional Boxing
I'm a professional (Hey)

Teeth Jane's breakin' on a peppermint stick
Say you're sorry, better lay it on thick
Ain't no way to wriggle out of this one
Wind up kissin' on a shotgun

Confessional Boxing
I'm a professional
Confessional Boxing
I'm a professional

Confessional Boxing
I'm a professional
Confessional Boxing
I'm a professional

Drivin' underwater in the dead of the night
Diggin' in the console looking for a light
Cigarettes will be the death of me now

Life will be
The death of me
Life will be
The death of me
Life will be
The death of me



Credits
Writer(s): Stewart Ransom Miller, Kendall Dewayne Bethea, Philip Wayne Peeples, Murry Hammond
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