I see myself there waiting by the roadside   Laid claim to nothing but a black bag and the attire I stand in   No name, no history   Just a target on my temple and a hole in my head   I could've been one of kings   The shell of a boy of the man that I used to be   A monkey in a man suit   I stand here as nothing to you   Wind me up and watch me go   Lay down your guns   Cut me from ear to ear   Eye for an eye   The glass is long gone broken   I walk this road alone   No thanks to you   Load up your six-shot baby   Put it to my head   Pull the trigger, blank I'd figured   Put it to me, dead   Lay your guns down let me die(scars)   Why can't you just let me die(don't)   Lay your guns down let me die(heal)   Why can't you just let me die(when)   Lay your guns down let me die(you keep)   Scars don't heal when you keep cutting   Always cutting   Cutting deeper   Always deeper   Scars don't heal when you keep cutting