You Know What They Do to Guys Like Us in Prison?

In the middle of a gun fight

In the center of a restaurant

They say, "Come with your arms raised high!"

Well, they're never gonna get me,

Like a bullet through a flock of doves

To wage this war against your faith in me,

Your life will never be the same.

On your mother's eyes, say a prayer, say a prayer!

Now, but I can't

And I don't know

How we're just two men as God had made us,

Well, I can't, well, I can!

Too much, too late, or just not enough of this

Pain in my heart for your dying wish,

I'll kiss your lips again.

They all cheat at cards and the checkers are lost,

My cellmate's a killer, they make me do push-ups in 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?

Ah, nobody knows all the trouble I've seen!

Now, but I can't

And I don't know

How we're just two men as God had made us,

Well, I can't, well, I can!

Too much, too late, or just not enough of this

Pain in my heart for your dying wish,

I'll kiss your lips again.

To your room

What they ask of you

Will make you want to say "So long"

Well, I don't remember,

Why remember you?!

Do you have the keys to the hotel?!

'Cause I'm gonna string this motherfucker on fire, fire!

Life is but a dream for the dead,

And, well, I—I won't go down by myself,

But I'll go down with my friends.

Now, now, now, now... I can't explain

Now, now, now... I can't complain

Now, now, yeah!