The Hearse

Nobody saw, oh, nobody saw what Johnny saw
Nobody thought, oh, nobody got what Johnny done
Nobody knows, oh nobody knows what Johnny knows
Only Johnny knows what I’ve done
No one is talking 'bout the interests of Johnny
Until the day Johnny had no clue what I could do
If you were in my shoes, you’d do it too
If you were in my shoes, you’d do it too
Now there is no other start, my mind’s ripped apart
Is my heart gonna dry? It’s the day that we would die
I’m wild, filled of hate, there is something to be said
About the burning of the dead, bodies in the brain
I didn’t mean to do it, oh, I’d never really do it
As I tried to get through it, there was nothing to it
I got a bad stain, oh, I’ve got a bunch of pain
And there’s no other way