Rock bottom I was yelling at the stranger in the mirror, but this time he had something to say back though.
With hollow eyes and cold words he whispered, I\'ll wear these horns if it means you can keep that halo.
You\'re out there preachin like your innocent, must\'ve been the the whiskey or the pills to blame.
But your wearing scars you don\'t remember the pain of, and looking at me like I\'m the reason for your shame.
When they find the skeletons in the closet, just lie and tell them it was all me.
That broken road i had to crawl down, sure looks like its a little better in that Denali.
Tread lightly who you\'re throwing fist up to, those hands didn\'t get hard from having food on the table and swiping your visas.
I callused up my hands on an oil rigs & tearing my life apart and only to pick up the broken pieces.
See you must think I died that night in the hotel shattered mirror, I mightve lost my deal with the devil but you\'ll never bury me.
I\'m not the man you used to be, I\'m the man that brought you here. So that your deal could be made on bended knee.
I put that book of yours on the nightstand where that 5th of Jack used to be,
I bowed my head and folded hands, you\'re the version of me these bloodshot eyes could never see.
You know where to find me, but you\'re scared it\'s written all over your face.
I\'m the fight you\'ll never win boy. You didn\'t rise from the ashes, you were saved by grace.