I′m gonna fight them off
A seven nation army couldn't hold me back
They′re gonna rip it off
Taking their time right behind my back
And I'm talking to myself at night because I can't forget
Back and forth through my mind behind a cigarette
And a message coming from my eyes
Says I′ll leave it alone, leave it alone
Don′t want to hear about it
Every single one's got a story to tell
Everyone knows about it
From the Queen of England to the hounds of Hell
And if I catch it coming 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 coming from my bones
Says find a home
I′m going to Wichita far from this opera forevermore
I'm gonna work the straw make the sweat drip out of every pore
And I'm bleeding, I′m bleeding, I′m bleeding
Right before the Lord
All my words are gonna bleed from me
And I will think no more
And the stains coming from my blood
Tell me "Go back home", go back home
