Map Out Your Future, But Do It

If You Told Me To Cry For You I Could If You Told Me To Die For You I Would Take A Look At My Face There's No Price I Won't Pay To Say These Words To You

There's Not A Platinum Record Hanging In My House Anywhere. It Doesn't Exist Here. I'm Over It. They're All In The Garage, Wrapped Up In Bubblewrap.

I Walk These Streets, A Loaded Six String On My Back I Play For Keeps, 'cause I Might Not Make It Back; I Been Everywhere, And I'm Standing Tall I've Seen A Million Faces An I've Rocked Them All.

I Would Kick This Bad World's Ass If I Could Just Get On My Feet

If You Wanted To Torture Me, You'd Tie Me Down And Force Me To Watch Our First Five Videos.