I'm sorry for the things I said to you Last night I drank a lot And I felt a lot And it hurts me too when I think of you When I think of 20 years We spent inside this house Without a door Now we got kids And we got cash And we got bones And we got ash But we're not home Let's steal some marijuana from the kids I know where they keep it hidden Let's torch the bed And steal a gun Let's hold up 7/11 Let's stop the world and shut it down We'll burn the whole thing to the ground I sure hope that it's insured Cause I already hear the flames roar Take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it Wait wait Wait a minute 'Cause there's a lot of people That moved here over the fall Come over I'm dying here This is a lot Like mine except a lot Lets go to war