IF I HURT YA WHEN I HIT YA, IT WAS AN ACCIDENT.
SOMETIMES I DON’T KNOW MY OWN STRENGTH.
IT AINT THAT BIG OF A BRUISE,
AND I DON’T THINK IT’LL SCAR.
SO, DON’T GO MAKING EXCUSES, ‘CAUSE I AIN’T.
‘ NOW DON’T TELL ‘EM YOU FELL DOWN AT THE BAR..
‘ AND DON’T TELL ‘EM THAT YOU WRECKED THE CAR..
‘ DON’T YOU THINK WE’VE GONE TOO FAR?

IT AIN’T THAT I DON’T LOVE YA, I JUST CAN’T STAND YA..
IT’S NOT THAT I DON’T UNDERSTAND, I JUST DON’T CARE.
YOU SEE WELL LIFE HERE STARTS TO DRAG, WELL I CAN ALWAYS GET ME A BAG.
IT AIN’T WHAT I NEED, BUT HELL, IT’S ALWAYS THERE.

WE USED TO HAVE DREAMS, NOTHIN’ OUTTA THE ORDINARY..
BUT, WHEN OUR SHIP CAME IN, IT WAS JUST THE STINKIN’ FERRY.
I TRIED STEALING ‘EM BACK WHEN I THOUGHT NO ONE WAS LOOKIN’..
BUT BY THEN, YOU HAD TAKEN THE KID AND MOVED TO BROOKLYN.

AND NO BRIDGE, NOR TUNNEL IS SHOWING ME ANY MERCY,
WHEN THE LIGHT AT THE END ONLY WINDS UP BEING ‘JERSEY.
I CAME IN AS A CHILD, AND NOW I’M SOMEONE’S FATHER.
BUT, INSTEAD OF BEING A DAD, I COULDN’T BOTHER.

NOW I WONT TELL ‘EM THAT YOU WALKED OUT,
IF YOU WONT TELL ‘EM THAT I SMACKED YA ABOUT.
NOT THAT THEY HAD ANY DOUBT…