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Lyrics

Break out the ball & chain
Look who’s coming back again.
Never learned his lesson
From his last time around.
He’s got a wicked twitch
Addiction is an evil bitch
He wears it just like an anchor
Always weighing him down.
He can’t deny it
Doesn’t try to hide it.
He likes to say he’s got it
Under control.
But what he doesn’t know
Is how far she’s prepared to go
To cover up the lie she’s already told.

He’s got a thing for the ladies
But then she caught his eye
She’s just a Jenny-come-lately
But her love has got him so damn high.
The details start to get hazy
How he wound up with a gun in his hand.
And now the jury’s debating
How much time he’s gonna have to spend

Lord have mercy
Cut a brother some slack
If you send the boy to prison
Know he ain’t coming back
He’s only guilty of love
And that’s a matter of fact
She put a gun in his hand
And then a knife in his back.

She’s got an alibi for
Everything she did that night
A criminal record says
She ain’t squeaky clean.
She’s got a list of motives
That could stretch a mile high
But nothing that could put her at the actual scene.
His mind is racing
Trying to remember
How did he get there?
He was too high to drive.
Lawyers asking questions
But he doesn’t know the answers.
They’re trying to pin him down with 18 to life.

This seems a little bit shady
Something just doesn’t feel right.
She’s just a Jenny-come-lately
But her love has got him so damn high.
The detail’s start to get hazy
How he wound up with a gun in his hand.
And now the jury’s debating
How much time he’s gonna have to spend

Lord have mercy
Cut a brother some slack
If you send the boy to prison
Know he ain’t coming back.
He’s only guilty of love
And that’s a matter of fact
She put a gun in his hand
And then a knife in his back.

Solo

He’s got a thing for the ladies
But then she caught his eye
She’s just a Jenny-come-lately
But her love has got him so damn high.
The detail’s start to get hazy
How he wound up with the gun in his hand.
And now the jury’s debating
How much time he’s gonna have to spend.

Lord have mercy
Cut a brother some slack.
If you send the boy to prison
Know he ain’t coming back.
He’s only guilty of love
And that’s a matter of fact
She put a gun in his hand
And then a knife in his back.

Lord have mercy
Cut a brother some slack.
If you send the boy to prison
Know he ain’t coming back.
He’s only guilty of love
And that’s a matter of fact
She put a gun in his hand
And then a knife in his back.

It was just a matter of time.
All the odds against him were stacked.
He put his heart on the line.
She put a knife in his back.