I'm gonna fight 'em off
A seven-nation army couldn't hold me back
They're gonna rip it off
Takin' their time right behind my back

And I'm talkin' to myself at night because I can't forget
Back and forth through my mind, behind a cigarette

And the message comin' from my eyes says: Leave it alone

Don't wanna hear about it
Every single one's got a story to tell
Everyone knows about it
From the Queen of England to the Hounds of Hell

And if I catch it comin' back my way, I'm gonna serve it to you
And that ain't what you want to hear, but that's what I'll do

And the feelin' comin' from my bones says: Find a home

I'm goin' to Wichita
Far from this opera forevermore
I'm gonna work the straw
Make the sweat drip out of every pore

And I'm bleedin', and I'm bleedin', and I'm bleedin' right before the Lord
All the words are gonna bleed from me, and I will think no more

And the stains comin' from my blood tell me: Go back home