Nigh Infamy Goes Every Life

If you see the Son
Could you tell him
I've been singing my way through hell
Didn't want to be part of the liars
But that's how it goes
When you're running with the lions girl

I've got a heart
Made of melting glass
It's like lent in your pocket
When your busted on your ass
And you're sleeping in the ally
Because the shelter down the street
Has been full and overflowing
Since the back of last week baby

This is your final taste
It's not the first time
This is your final taste
It's not the first time
This is your final taste
It's not the first time
This is your final taste
It's not the first time

It's kind of hard
When your thoughts don't gel right
I broke into that motel just to blow off some steam
Now I'm heading back to my main mother fucker's pad
Rolling
Rolling
Rolling
I'm rolling
But these cops are on my ass
From this shit that I've stolen, girl

This is your final taste
It's not the first time
This is your final taste
It's not the first time
This is your final taste
It's not the first time
This is your final taste
It's not the first time

When I get out
I'm gonna get on my feet
I'm gonna pay all my friends back
Turn over a new leaf
I remember you
I remember you saying
I was hitting on your wife
And pissing on your living room floor
It's not my fault man
You know I black out
I don't remember all that stuff
That you're talking about plus
That's all in the past
I'm rehabilitated now
Nigh Infamy Goes Every Life down

This is your final taste
It's not the first time
This is your final taste
It's not the first time
This is your final taste
It's not the first time
This is your final taste
It's not the first time

This is your final taste
It's not the first time
That I've blown up a car in the driveway
(There won't be no more coming back)
This is your final taste
It's not the first time
That I've worn out these boots on the highway
(There won't be no more coming back)