Take that rage, put it on a page, take the page to the stage, blow the roof off the place.

Policeman says, “Son you can’t stay here”I said, “There’s someone I’m waiting for if it’s a day, a month, a year”Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snowsIf she changes her mind this...

What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you?And what am I supposed to say when I’m all choked up and you’re OK?I’m falling to pieces