I´m gonna fight them off.
A seven nation army couldn´t hold me back.
They´re gonna rip it off.
Takin´ their time right behind my back.
And I´m talkin´ to myself at night, because I can´t forget.
Back and forth through my mind behind a cigarette

And a message come from my eyes, says leave it alone.

Dont wanna hear about it.
Every single ones got a story to tell.
Everyone knows about it.
From the Queen of England to the hounds of hell.
And if I catch you comin´ back my way, I´m gonna serve it to you.
And that ain´t what you want to hear, but that´s what I´ll do.

And a feeling comin´ from my bones, says find a home.

I´m goin´ to Witchita.
Far from this opera forever more.
I´m gonna work the straw.
Make the sweat drip out of every pore.
And I´m bleedin´ and I´m bleedin´ and I´m bleedin´ right before my lord.
All the words are gonna bleed from me, and I will think no more.

And the stains comin´ from my blood, tell me go back home