HOW WE'RE JUST TWO MEN AS GOD HAS MADE US WELL I CAN'T WELL I CAAAANN YEAAAHHH TOO MUCH TOO LATE OR JUST NOT ENOUGH OF THIS PAIN IN MY HEART FOR YOUR DYING WISH I'LL KISS YOU LIPS AAGAAAIIIINNNNN THEY ALL CHEAT AT CARDS AND THE CHECKERS ARE LOST MY CELLMATE'S A KILLER THEY MAKE ME DO PUSH-UPS IN A DRAG BUT NOBODY CARES IF YOU'RE LOSING YOURSELF AM I LOSING MYSELF WELL I MISS MY MOM WILL THEY GIVE ME THE CHAIR OR LETHAL INJECTION OR SWING FROM A ROPE IF YOU DARE NOBODY KNOWS ALL THE TROUBLE I'VE SEEN