Brandon

I got a dead-end job
And a high school sweetheart
Beat up car and an old pack of smokes
Fired from the plant
Just can't tell her
Now she's stuck with a rotten joke
What am I gonna do?
How do I confess?
Not my fault I got screwed by the Hand
I believe that its worth the risk

Well I'll take it all
I'll take what was mine
If you know what's good
Then baby get outta line
Fool me once
Now it's a draw
You're forcing me
To break the law

Everything was normal
Living day-to-day
Never thought I could sink this low
God, I'm sick of it
Can't just lie down
Sharp dressed pigs just paint me like a clown
I'm taking action
These swine can't win
Won't go back to selling parlor tricks!

Well I'll take it all
I'll take what was mine
If you know what's good
Then baby get outta line
Fool me once
Now it's a draw
You're forcing me
To break the law

Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on, come on!



Credits
Writer(s): Ethan Joseph Rollinger, Everett Leroy Smith, Malcolm Robert Holden, Marc Anthony Kuks, Noah Michael Suley
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