Good Intentions

There ain't enough room in this town for two I've got you dead to rights But there's still time to tell the truth You can run but you can't hide The lies you tried to bury Six feet underneath the tombstone Where you pretend to grieve Hold your red hands high Don't you even try to hide it I know all your lies I won't let you get away this time You move your mouth just like a weapon You shoot your tongue just like a gun You're only firing loaded questions So you can hear yourself talk You only got those good intentions But you never walk that walk Your worst words are your only weapon Come on and take your shot What's it feel like to be the king Of the castle built like a mortuary Filled to the brim with the victims of your so called morality You've got a lot to say about a whole lot of nothing Walk this way and you've got it coming Up from underneath your feet The dead demand your reckoning Hold your red hands high Don't you even try to hide it I know all your lies I won't let you get away this time You move your mouth just like a weapon You shoot your tongue just like a gun You're only firing loaded questions So you can hear yourself talk You only got those good intentions But you never walk that walk Your worst words are your only weapon Come on and take your shot Who got to you Got to you Who got to you Got tot you, got to you Who got to you Got to you Who got to you Got to you, got to you, got to you You move your mouth just like a weapon You shoot your tongue just like a gun You're only firing loaded questions So you can hear yourself talk You only got those good intentions But you're never gonna walk that walk Your worst words are your only weapon Come on and take your shot