Load the gun up

Cause come sun up

I'll shoot it out

She's gonna leave ya

You won't believe the

Words out her mouth

And I'm laying right there

With an idea, the reason why

And it's a nightmare

Because I've been here, too many times

Go get a job son

Stop the damn run

And act your age

And stop blaming everybody for your god damn bad days.

Cause I'm a bad, bad man

Here I stand

I'm a bad, bad man

Here I am

I'm a bad, bad man

And alone I stand

I'm a bad, bad man

Here I am.

I'm singing this for the father, of that young daughter, who's heart I broke

I swear I was drunk every time we spoke

I'm singing this to the father, of that young daughter, who's heart I broke

I swear I was drunk every time we spoke.

Cause I'm a bad, bad man

Here I am

A bad, bad man

Alone I stand

Yeah, I'm a bad, bad man

Here I am

A bad, bad man.

I'm singing this for the people, upon that steeple that I laid down

God's grace surrounds me

But I get lost in the fact I'm found

And to all those people in that small town

That I grew up, running around.

Load the gun up

Cause come sun up

I'm gonna burn it down

Load the gun up

Cause come sun up

I'm gonna shoot it out.