my words don't know the truth
they flutter as i speak
the sickness i feel under my belt
is the disdain i have for me
and i ask you to stand tall
but it's me who's fallen down
i'd like to be a better man
but i can't find my way home now
so what kind of man am i
who never looked up to see the sky
and every word i say
has come back to haunt me every day
so here i stand alone
crippled on my cane
the coward i've become
the loser in the game
these eyes you see are masked
by a thin veneer of tears
and who would have known that such a small task
would have compromised all these years
but a liar's guilt is a liar's fate
and man, that's just the facts
for those too weak to tell the truth
into darkness you will be cast
so what kind of man am i
who never looked up to see the sky
and every word i say
has come back to haunt me every day
and here i stand alone
crippled on my cane
the coward i've become
the loser in the game
so dig deep, you little bastard
let the truth be known
angels are flying with you tonight
you'd better not let them go
‘cause if you do i'd hate to think
of what your fate could be
so speak your mind, tell what you know
and set your family free
what kind of man am i
who never looked up to see the sky
and every word i say
has come back to haunt me everyday
speak your heart
so here i stand alone
crippled on my cane
the coward i've become
set us free
the loser in the game
tell the truth!
"so goddam good"
go on and do it
do you think that you could?
let's see you get to it, if you're so goddam good
you better not tempt me
i wouldn't do that
i'll take you up on it and never look back
please don't do this
leave it alone
stop for my sake, if not for your own
i don't think you can do it
you were never for real
you're as gray as a hangover—where's those nerves of steel?
you want me to do it?
i said that i would
shut up or i'll show you who's so goddam good
stop while there's time
stop if you care
this won't prove a thing
there's death in the air
stop while there's time
stop while we're free
if not for him
then do it for me
buddy, you're ten miles past stupid
you're an acre of dumb
and i'm country-ass tired of life under your thumb
you don't have the guts, you won't never do it—
i told him i would—
if you mean what you say, then brother, get down to it
—and now i'll show him who's so goddam good
now i'll show you who's so goddam good
they flutter as i speak
the sickness i feel under my belt
is the disdain i have for me
and i ask you to stand tall
but it's me who's fallen down
i'd like to be a better man
but i can't find my way home now
so what kind of man am i
who never looked up to see the sky
and every word i say
has come back to haunt me every day
so here i stand alone
crippled on my cane
the coward i've become
the loser in the game
these eyes you see are masked
by a thin veneer of tears
and who would have known that such a small task
would have compromised all these years
but a liar's guilt is a liar's fate
and man, that's just the facts
for those too weak to tell the truth
into darkness you will be cast
so what kind of man am i
who never looked up to see the sky
and every word i say
has come back to haunt me every day
and here i stand alone
crippled on my cane
the coward i've become
the loser in the game
so dig deep, you little bastard
let the truth be known
angels are flying with you tonight
you'd better not let them go
‘cause if you do i'd hate to think
of what your fate could be
so speak your mind, tell what you know
and set your family free
what kind of man am i
who never looked up to see the sky
and every word i say
has come back to haunt me everyday
speak your heart
so here i stand alone
crippled on my cane
the coward i've become
set us free
the loser in the game
tell the truth!
"so goddam good"
go on and do it
do you think that you could?
let's see you get to it, if you're so goddam good
you better not tempt me
i wouldn't do that
i'll take you up on it and never look back
please don't do this
leave it alone
stop for my sake, if not for your own
i don't think you can do it
you were never for real
you're as gray as a hangover—where's those nerves of steel?
you want me to do it?
i said that i would
shut up or i'll show you who's so goddam good
stop while there's time
stop if you care
this won't prove a thing
there's death in the air
stop while there's time
stop while we're free
if not for him
then do it for me
buddy, you're ten miles past stupid
you're an acre of dumb
and i'm country-ass tired of life under your thumb
you don't have the guts, you won't never do it—
i told him i would—
if you mean what you say, then brother, get down to it
—and now i'll show him who's so goddam good
now i'll show you who's so goddam good