you're worrying your mother
No explanation's gonna make
Young boy, listen to your father
It's more than just your life,
When you're looking down the
Did you see your life flash
Stop playing games and get your
Young boy, we're gonna send
THe men all dressed in white,
How does it feel when I might
So many times I tried to bring you up,
I won't consider you again,
stop looking at me like you care
I worked my fingers to the bone
I'm not your father or a friend
You might have lived here once,
but this is not your home
You don't mean much to me,
I'm not your father 'cause you
It's more than just your life,
a barrel of a loaded gun...