My hand to God, I didn't mean to
After all what we've been through
Men come in different shapes
That's how we're made

The little house on Ellis Drive
Is where I felt most alive
The oak tree covered that old Ford
I miss it Lord, I miss it Lord

These blood red eyes
Don't see so good
But what's worse is if they could
Would I change my ways?

Wasted times and broken dreams
Violent colors, so obscene
It's all I see these days
These days

Watch what you say
The devil is listening
He's got ears
That you wouldn't believe
And brother once you go to him
It's your soul
You can never
Never, never retrieve

These blood red eyes
Don't see so good
But whats worse is if they could
Would I change my ways?

Wasted times and broken dreams
Violent colors, so obscene
It's all I see these days
These days

Days
These days
All I see
These days
See these days
All I see