What is it you're selling?
Are you selling, are you begging
Are you loose, are you tangled in gold
A whole lot of letting everybody think
The felon is a friend when there's nowhere to go
The line disappeared in their nose
In their minds, they think that they're the centerfolds
It's fine, I'll yes 'em all to death
It's like I'm killing with a feather
Shame you fell from grace
Shame you lost the stakes
Once upon a time, you were good, you were great
Had a dream that you held in your heart
Had to make a deal with the devil at the crossroads
Having trouble finding your soul
Can't fight, forgotten where you came from
Sleep tight, marching to the wrong drum
No bite, barking up a tree grown with other people's water
Shame you fell from grace
Shame you lost the stakes
Met the devil at the crossroads
Having trouble finding your soul
Oh, it's a shame you gave it away
Shame you fell from grace
Shame you lost the stakes