©2007 Crandall

Got my mind made up
I’m not scared
Better listen up
Get prepared
I’m movin’ on
Like long, long gone

I’ll let the government
Take its share
But you’re no charity
Let’s get that square
You’re a real hard ball
And your back’s against the wall

Too many headaches
Too much pain
If I tell another lie
I’ll go insane
I want it all
And I’m headed for a fall

You don’t open up very well
You need to live it up
Can’t you tell?
I won’t be on call
When you’ve got me crawling
Up the walls

You’d better lighten up
Learn to share
You’d better find a way
To drown your cares
In drink or song
Or whatever gets you movin’ on

Too much bullshit
Too much pain
If I watch you cry again
I’m gonna fucking scream
You’re gonna stall
’Til I yell, “Fuck All”

You’ve got a sick lie
Perched in the place of love
And you’re gonna feed that bird
’Til it eats you right up
You never knew when love flew past you

I’ll have a heart attack
Lose my hair
Gain a hundred pounds of despair
That’s why I’m movin’ on
Like long, long gone

You’d better hold on tight
You’d better hold on good
I’m gonna catch a ride
Through these petrified woods
I’d better roll
Before I get bulldozed

Yeah, I’m gonna hitch a ride
Before this gets real mean
I’m not explaining nothing
No words to turn on me

I’ll burn it all
Before I let you make me crawl

I’ll burn it all
Before I let you make me crawl

I’ll burn it all…
Hardball