Lyrics Father's Son - Rarities Edition: Live At Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavilion, Houston, TX, 2003 - 3 Doors Down

In the glare of a neon sign
She laid her body down
The damned walked in beside her
And he laid his money down

He said don't try to scream now
But I want this one to hurt
And tonight my pretty one
I'm gonna get my money's worth

He said they'd never listen,
She said they'd never understand
That I don't do this for pleasure,
I just do it cuz I can
I swear I didn't want to,
And I swear I didn't know
That things like this could happen, to a 17-year old

And I've bundled up all of these fears inside
And I've bottled up all of this pain
And no one or nothing can take this away
But I won't let it happen again
Never again

In the haze of a smoky room
He chokes that bottle down
It's been a month since he saw her face
Underneath the blood stained gown

He thinks about that little girl
And the one he has at home
And wonders what if that was my little girl
Walking down that road alone

And I've bundled up all these fears inside
And I've bottled up all of this pain
And no one or nothing can take this away
But I won't let it happen again
Never again
Never again, no

Maybe I'm just crazy or the devil got inside
But either way my soul is gone,
And I'll end this all tonight
The one hand throws the whiskey,
And the other throws the gun
As he cries out to the heavens
I am not my father's son

And I've bundled up all these fears inside
And I've bottled up all of this pain
And no one or nothing can take this away
But I won't let it happen again
Never again
Never again, no