Woorden: My American Heart. Poison.

One last hit for you. Two last hits for me?
One too many times I've felt this way about you.
Here's the poison for your lungs smoke it down 'til you throw up.
Than I'll reach down and put some sense right down your throat. Your poison's so played out.
And all the lies from your heart beating.
Left me cold it's let me out. But you can't break me down.
And all the love from your heart beating. Drive me out of town.
I've tried to make this life have meaning for myself but all you do is make life a living hell.
Soldiers, say no, we'll find our way home.
So I search and search for the answers. The stars lead us nowhere.
[Chorus]

Drive out on this, drive out on this sound.
Your poison's so played out and all the lies from your heart beating
(this poison) (wont break you down)