Listen to you, listen to you. Thank me for what I'm tryin' to do. 'because most of the time it takes all I have. And most of the time yeah, it feels like I can't. Most of the time yeah, it feels like I can't. My brothers in arms are all that I have. And when I'm comin' home. I'm not really comin' back. I left them behind bebecause I'm tryin' to make. Such a difference in a world I know that I will never change. Bebecause most of the time it takes all I have. And most of the time it feels like I can't, yeah. When I'm comin' home I'm not really comin' back. Bebecause most of the time it feels like I can't. Most of the time yeah, it feels like I can't. When I drive my car all I imagine are the wrecks. And I know everybody misses me. But all I do is write them checks. And when I drive all I imagine is how it'd feel to be. The only one who cares about the direction of the wheel, yea...