Bitter And Twisted - 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