Lyric Godsmack

Care not for the men who wonder
Straw that broke your back, you re under
Cast all them aside who care
Empty eyes and dead end stare
Don t you know that none are blind
To the lie, and you think I don t find what you hide?
What in God s name have you done?
Stick your arm for some real fun
For the horse you ve grown much fonder
Than for me, that I don t ponder
As the hair of one who bit you
Smiling bite your own self, too
And I think that you re not blind
To the ones you left behind
I ll be here
What in God s name have you done?
Stick your arm for some real fun
So be yearning all your life
Twisting, turning like a knife
Now you know the reasons why
Can t get high, or you will die
Or you ll die
What in God s name have you done?
Stick your arm for some real fun
So your sickness weighs a ton
And God s name is smack for some