Bitter And Twisted Lyrics - Lost In America - Edwin Mccain

A born killer 

Bitter and twisted 

Taking it out 

On your mother and sister 

White lie 

I've been a bad boy 

Does anyone know the way 

Out of the freak show 

Kill joy 

Jonny come lately 

He's taking my pain 

And driving me crazy 

A child star 

Messing with fire 

Guns in my hand 

And I'm walking the wire 

Could it be I'm not worth saving 

Do you see 

Any redemption for my soul 

I believe I can make it 

When the darknes comes 

Down on me 

Outside you got the feeling 

The walrus cried out 

But no one was listening 

He said "happiness is a warm gun" 

Give me some chances 

We'll work in the long run 

Could it be I'm not worth saving 

Do you see 

Any redemption for my soul 

I believe I can make it 

Whent he darkness comes 

Down on me 

So wasteful 

And distasteful 

What can we destroy 

Could it be I'm not worth saving 

Do you see 

Any remption for my soul 

I beleve I can make it 

When the darkness comes 

Down on me 

Down on me