3 Doors Down - Father's Son (Rarities Edition: Live At Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavilion, Houston, TX, 2003)

In the glare of a neon sign She laid her body down The damned walked in beside her And he laid his money down He said don't try to scream now But I want this one to hurt And tonight my pretty one I'm gonna get my money's worth He said they'd never listen, She said they'd never understand That I don't do this for pleasure, I just do it cuz I can I swear I didn't want to, And I swear I didn't know That things like this could happen, to a 17-year old And I've bundled up all of these fears inside And I've bottled up all of this pain And no one or nothing can take this away But I won't let it happen again Never again In the haze of a smoky room He chokes that bottle down It's been a month since he saw her face Underneath the blood stained gown He thinks about that little girl And the one he has at home And wonders what if that was my little girl Walking down that road alone And I've bundled up all these fears inside And I've bottled up all of this pain And no one or nothing can take this away But I won't let it happen again Never again Never again, no Maybe I'm just crazy or the devil got inside But either way my soul is gone, And I'll end this all tonight The one hand throws the whiskey, And the other throws the gun As he cries out to the heavens I am not my father's son And I've bundled up all these fears inside And I've bottled up all of this pain And no one or nothing can take this away But I won't let it happen again Never again Never again, no