Tired of the bullet you laid out your life In selections of photographs hung up to dry Shoot through the middle and gather your points By protecting yourself from another bad choice No one will care if you put out that light You built an army but they would not fight So speechless and void you're just a memory Stuck in the mirror with no exit strategy You should move on make a life of your own Get happily married and live in a home But you can't sit still and your certain it's true There's just too many them and just not enough you You're a rat in a cage you're a bull in a china shop Took center stage for the world just to spit you up I say let's shoot back Heaven above us and Hell just behind Nobody knows it I'm just one of a million kinds So sing if your sorry for all you see Sing if you're just the same as me Looking back now there's no way I would do Anything different or anything new You and me both were the bullet within We're just playing a game that nobody can win So I'll burn all my promises, never agree To become what I hate and then hate what I see I'm as empty as all of the air that I breathe And I'm hollowed and flawed but at least I still bleed Help me remember that once you were here Living without you it's just one of a million fears So I'll keep on singing this lullabye Darling how deep does the bullet lie How deep does the bullet lie How deep does the bullet lie How deep does the bullet lie How deep does the bullet lie

One, two, one, two, three, four Well ever since I was a baby I dreamed I'd be a star Playing in the crowds and stadiums and little smoky bars Somehow somewhere along the way something didn't go according to plan Something spun a little out of control Something got a little out of hand Chorus: Cause if this is just business I'll throw my guitar away Said give me my ball back I don't wanna play Hey, what the hell is this? You got me playing this dive Said it's your way or the highway And I'm too drunk to drive Well I wrote a hit song once To the tops of the charts it rose People always screamed for it at every single show It's got breaks in all the right places and it goes to a minor chord 'Bout the hundredth time I played it I got a little bored Cause I was drunk when I wrote it And I don't like it half as much as I did then Someday when I quit my job I'll never play that song again Chorus Well I got me a big old tour bus And I got a guy that drives me around I play the same set in every single town I got a Mack truck for my instruments and another bus for my band I don't know what state I'm in and I don't give a damn Chorus

You're mumbling words But I can't hear anymore You're totally entertained That I am absolutely bored To the sharks with your conversation And see what they say As you're thrown overboard And disappear into the waves Down to Neptune's kingdom Where in the ink black drink Octopus bartenders You can hear the mermaids sing That'll teach you all to try and disobey Here's a one-way ticket to your watery grave And we say To all our enemies, we'll see you in hell We're gonna walk 'em off the plank into the wishing well Down to Davy Jones' Locker where the fishes sleep I won't be praying for you, so don't be praying for me To all our enemies, we'll see you in hell We're gonna walk 'em off the plank into the wishing well Down to Davy Jones' Locker where the fishes sleep I won't be praying for you, so don't be praying Don't be praying for me Keel hauls the prisoners until their skin turns green Let the salts of the ocean wash those skeletons clean Raise up those oars and let them fall As the wind steadily sings you can hear the crew call To all our enemies, we'll see you in hell We're gonna walk 'em off the plank into the wishing well Down to Davy Jones' Locker where the fishes sleep I won't be praying for you, so don't be praying for me To all our enemies, we'll see you in hell We're gonna walk 'em off the plank into the wishing well Down to Davy Jones' Locker where the fishes sleep I won't be praying for you, so don't be praying Don't be praying for me

I guess I grew up on an old dirt road Pedal to the metal, always did what I was told 'Til I found out that my brand-new clothes Came second hand from the rich kids next door When I grew up fast, I guess I grew up mean There's a thousand things inside my head I wish I ain't seen And now I just wander through a real bad dream Feelin' like I'm coming apart at the seams But thank you Jack Daniel's Old Number Seven Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in heaven Angels start to look good to me They're gonna have to deport me to the fiery deep Thank you Jack Daniel's Old Number Seven Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in heaven I know I can't stay here too long 'Cause I can't go a week without doin' wrong Without doin' wrong (Old Number Seven) Without doin' wrong (drinkin' in heaven) Without doin' wrong (Old Number Seven) (Drinkin' in heaven) So I'm sitting as the bar stool it starts to grow roots I'm feelin' like an old worn out pair of shoes Tell me what is it that I should do And I'm swimming in the liquor only halfway through So I'm watching as his wings spread as wide as could be Come on now and wrap them around me 'Cause all I want to do now is fall to sleep Come down here and lay next to me Thank you Jack Daniel's Old Number Seven Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in heaven Up here the bottle never runs dry And you never wake up with those tears in your eyes Thank you Jack Daniel's Old Number Seven Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in heaven Angels start to look good to me They're gonna have to deport me To the fiery deeps (Old Number Seven) To the fiery deeps (drinkin' in heaven) To the fiery deeps (Old Number Seven) To the fiery deeps (drinkin' in heaven)

Came through snow and driving rain I came free and I came chained I watched ships pull up on shore Worked and played, lived and died Valley's deep in mountain side Don't say you don't need me anymore 'Cause I ain't going nowhere 'Cause I'm right where I belong I don't have to love it And I don't have to leave it Ain't no stranger here, I am your native son Soldier, sailor, servant, slave All the blood and sweat I gave I sang songs of home I left behind My head's been beaten, my soul's been spent My taxes taken, my back's been bent And no one ever paid me any mind And I ain't going nowhere 'Cause I'm right where I belong I don't have to love it And I don't have to leave it Ain't no stranger here, I am your native son Been written out of every book Jailed and slandered, robbed and took But I always found another way Earn in a factory, fought in the streets Hunt from the bridges and died to speak I brought you everything you have today And I ain't going nowhere 'Cause I'm right where I belong I don't have to love it And I don't have to leave it Ain't no stranger here, I am your native son Ain't no stranger here, I am your native son I'm your brother I've been beaten and mistreated I'm your daughter, I've been lied to, I've been cheated I'm the wife they call now when everything's in pieces The forgotten child that you thought you never needed I ain't going nowhere 'Cause I'm right where I belong I don't have to love it And I don't have to leave it Ain't no stranger here, I am your native son Ain't no stranger here, I am your native son

Takes one, to know one, I know how you feel You got your hunger and some problems that are real And you're dealing with some demons who are driving you insane And I've seen them drag you screaming down the hallways, of your brain You got loaded again Ain't you handsome when you're high? Nothing matters Chase that feeling 'til you die Let it right in there Let it run your life Let it run your children off Let it run your wife Let it take the joy you love Turn it to despair You know, you know better You just don't care 'Cause you got loaded again Ain't you handsome when you're high? Nothing matters Chase that feeling 'til you die Blame it on the midnight Think of number one Tangled up in two while you were shining like the sun With a pretty piece of hunger who was younger than her eyes I begin to wonder how it is you're still alive 'Cause you got loaded again Ain't you handsome when you're high? Nothing matters Chase that feeling 'til you die Nothing matters Chase that feeling 'til you die

Bring me champagne when I'm thirsty Bring me reefer when I want to get high Yeah bring me champagne when I'm thirsty Reefer when I want to get high Yeah you know when I'm lonely Bring my lady by my side Yeah there should be no law On people that want to smoke a little dop No there should be no law On people that want to smoke a little dope Yeah it's good for your head And your body don't you know Everytime I get high I lay my head down on my baby's breast Yeah I lay down be quiet and tryin' to take my rest You know she hold me and kiss me, she says You're the man I love the best I'm gonna get high this morning just as sure as you know my name I'm gonna get high this morning and it's going to be a cryin' shame I'm gonna stick with my reefer, ain't messin' round with no cocaine I'm gonna stick with my reefer, ain't messin' round with no cocaine