Mood To Burn Bridges

"Mood To Burn Bridges"So many people live in my townAnd mind to my business but none of their ownThey're all so happy now that I've done wrongI'm surprised they don't come up and thank meSo if you want moral adviceI suggest you just tuck it all away'Cause my mood to burn bridgesParallels my mood to dig ditchesDon't cross me on neither a day, babyDon't make mistakes or be humanThey savor your every false moveAnd the fear that they hide looking for a BreakIf ever confronted with truthSo if you want moral adviceI suggest you just tuck it all away'Cause my mood to burn bridgesParallels my mood to dig ditchesDon't cross me on neither a day, babyFrom the well of their hearts spring the poisonThat mixed with suspicion and reckless derisionAnd something they read on a church toilet stallThey think that their lives are much betterThan mine on the soapbox and ladders stand tallSo if you want moral adviceI suggest you just tuck it all away'Cause my mood to burn bridgesParallels my mood to dig ditchesDon't cross me on neither a dayI see those arrows beside meI hear you right behind meDon't cross me on neither a day