Bitter Price to Pay

Some are painting on the canvas
To show the way they feel
Some are filling up notebooks
To tell the same ordeal
I could walk through the door, but the truth gets in the way
And yours is a bitter price to pay
A bitter price to pay
Some are talking on the radio
Through a satellite dish
Beaming to my front lawn
Every dream and wish
I put a bullet through my TV
At the point-blank range
And yours is a bitter price to pay
Bitter, bitter
Now, I know I’m a bad man
Got no leg to stand on
Laying down my alibis
Laying down my guns
Got blood on my hands
And oh, by the way
Yours is a bitter price to pay
I been taking out the trash
Of my twisted little heart
It was long overdue
But I was coming apart
You’re the life of the party
You got nothing to say
But yours is a bitter price to
Yours is a bitter price to
Yours is a bitter price to pay
Shh!