I've picked a side with no prizes
I pick a fight not to digress
I'm a little distrait
Handgun from the waist that would kill my name
Oh, that's so insane to think about (they sold out)
The underdog is left out
In the city so tough and cynical
The heartbeats' a hard-bitten criminal

My train of thought's not aligning
I think I'll end up on the sideways
(The heartbeats' a hard-bitten criminal)

You, you used to tell me what to do
But I'll keep runnin' without shoes
So you can keep your money, keep, keep your money!
I, I am a loser attitude
You say I've got mannin' up to do
But I say keep your money, keep, keep your money!

Can't figure out where it all went
Wrong body in the basement
In the condition of a deadbeat
With glasses on just Clark Kent

I'm unaware of where I'm at
But I'm aware that I am sad
I'm unawhere, if thats a word, I might've have heard
I wrote it down, I might forget, gets me upset, yeah

My train of thought's not aligning
I think I'll end up on the sideways
(The heartbeats' a hard-bitten criminal)

You, you used to tell me what to do
But I'll keep runnin' without shoes
So you can keep your money, keep, keep your money!
I, I am a loser attitude
You say I've got mannin' up to do
But I say keep your money, keep, keep your money!

(Keep your money, keep, keep your money)
My train of thought is not aligning
I might end up, I'm endin' up on the sideways

In the uneasy silence, my shadow speaks, I’m terrified
Persistently I'm fighting demons with my back against the light
I’ll train my thoughts to align them
Erase the fog, redefine them
Fall into bliss from the act
Cash in and invest
Believe in myself ‘cause
(The heart beats a hard-bitten criminal)

You! You used to tell me what to do
But I'll keep runnin' without shoes
So you can keep your money, keep, keep your money!
I, I am a loser attitude
You say I've got mannin' up to do
But I say keep your money, keep, keep your money!

You! You used to tell me what to do
But I'll keep runnin' without shoes
So you can keep your money, keep, keep your money!
And I~ was a loser attitude
Still got some mannin' up to do
But I say keep your money, keep, keep your money!

Rodeo, rollin' with the punches
Bob and weave, then knock 'em out unconcious
In the city so tough and cynical
The heart beats a hard-bitten criminal