Where, where you gonna run to. When nobody cares about you. Where will you go. Where everything is broken two. I can't take back the words I said to you.
It gets cold at night. Lights are blue. Mad as hell at me. Mad as hell at you. . There's something to get. And there's something to get at. Ain't neither one of us ever going to know.
Listen, I ain't got nothing for you. But a bag of tricks and a broken nose. Nobody hangs around that's got something to lose. If I was born to be the loner, okay.