Lying alone in this bed,
About a million things running through my head...

1st Verse:
Hey baby, don't be so down...

To he who has understanding,
Reckon the number of the beast...

His chains are rusted, yet reflect lightning,
The manacles hang as limp as his flesh...

Creaks...wind howls,
Lightning crashes, hooting owls...

I'm hotter than I can ever remember,
Running for what seems a hundred miles...

I'm freezing cold,
In the summer heat...

There are no happy endings,
The bad guy usually wins...

Crawling from the center of the Earth,
Taking centuries to begin this rebirth...

Amazing to see her there,
Sitting as a grown-up, in what once was a very big...

Will you always love me,
No matter what my appearance...

Sitting on the old porch,
Beer in hand...