You Know What They Do to Guys Like Us in Prison

In the middle of a gun fight In the center of a restaurant They say, come with your arms raised high Well, they're never gonna get me, And like a bullet through a flock of doves To wage this war against your faith in me Your life, will never be the same On your mother's eyes, say a prayer say a prayer Now, but I can't And I don't know How we're just two men as God had made us Well, I can't, well, I can Too much, too late, or just not enough of this Pain in my heart for your dying wish I'll kiss your lips again They all cheat at cards and the checkers are lost My cellmate's a killer, they made me do push-ups (in drag) But nobody cares if you're losing yourself am I losing myself Well, I miss my mom Will they give me the chair Or lethal injection, or swing from a rope if you dare Ah, nobody knows all the trouble I've seen Now, but I can't And I don't know How we're just two men as God had made us Well, I can't, well, I can Too much, too late, or just not enough of this Pain in my heart for your dying wish I'll kiss your lips again To your room What they ask of you Will make you want to say, so long Well, I don't remember Why remember you Do you have the keys to the hotel 'Cause I'm gonna string this motherfucker on fire (fire) Life is but a dream for the dead And well I, I won't go down by myself But I'll go down with my friends Now now now now, now now now, now now now, yeah Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh --- You Know What They Do to Guys Like Us in Prison - My Chemical Romance