Father's Son (Rarities Edition: Live At Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavilion, Houston, TX, 2003)

Father's Son (Rarities Edition: Live At Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavilion, Houston, TX, 2003) - 3 Doors Down

In the glare of a neon sign

She laid her body down

A man walked in beside her

And laid his money down

He said don't try to scream now

But I want this one to hurt

Tonight my pretty one

I'm gonna get my money's worth

He said they never listened

She said they'd never understand

That I don't do this for pleasure

I just do it cause I can

I swear I didn't want to

And I swear I didn't know

That things like this could happen to a 17-year old

And I've bundled up all of these fears inside

And I've bottled up all of this pain

And no one or nothing can take this away

But I won't let it happen again

Never again

In the haze of a smoky room

He chokes that bottle down

It's been a month since her saw her face

Underneath the blood stained gown

He thinks about that little girl and the one he has at home

And wonders what if that was my little girl

Walkin down that road alone

And I've bundled up all of these fears inside

And I've bottled up all of this pain

And no one or nothing can take this away

But I won't let it happen again

Never again

Maybe I'm just crazy or the devil got inside

But either way my soul is gone

I've learned this all night

The one hand throws the whiskey

And the other throws the gun

As he cries out to the heavens

I am not my father's son

And I've bundled up all of these fears inside

And I've bottled up all of this pain

And no one or nothing can take this away

But I won't let it happen again

Never again

Never again

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