[1.Nyk**]
Wake up with a gun in my left hand
Can't smoke want a blunt for the stress man
I'm not him, so I won't be that
I won't beat you around like a cheap hack
I know you feeling like you're not really deserving
Left the bar with a cup full of bourbon
Hit a curb and didn't feel like you were swerving
Left the house with less marks than you returned with
I didn't question, I'm not a f**ing reporter
But I'm not a waiter or some service you order
You got a daughter, or at least you had one
But you lost custody, and now you're the mad one?
Put it on me, I'll plant and you swing
You'll swing for the fences and over them trees
Let down your defenses and maybe you'll see
That them drinks and those bruises aren't something you need
[Hook- Nyk**]
No you don't know I've been here watching you
And all the selfish little things that you do
Now maybe you will help me by stopping you
Cuz you got more to live for than you think you do
[2.Nyk**]
So you wake up with a palm full of make up
To cover your face up before you can face us
Pull them covers up and dream on
Some fall for that facade but these aren't
The most trusting of times, it's just something you find
When you're lost in your mind, just jump and you'll climb
The latter, or splatter, it doesn't matter
You're gonna die from the result of all of their chatter
Anyway find a day, and save that date
For a face to face, maybe you'll win that case
It's the one thing you've always wanted
He always held it in front of you while he taunted
Baby you don't have to take it, i told you
Tears aren't for the losers and that I'll hold you
The judge saw your record, of course he's gonna scold you
And that little girl is lost without the old you
No you don't know I've been here watching you
And all the selfish little things that you do
Now maybe you will help me by stopping you
Cuz you got more to live for than you think you do