Hot Car

Boss away the men who see the fame of paper gold
Never was a challenger the man of 1000 holds
You've got your reasons
I've lost of the value of a soul

I could be an empire
I could be your paper roll
Careless sway along the way
You say you're wonderful
I got the heater
Just know your role

You hope that hate is shrinking
Here you are darkening my door
Cause Hell ain't half full
Hell ain't half full
In your heart you're thinking
God locked you in a hot car again
He's in the bar drinking

Spite the ones who cheer you
Live to please who doubt you
Who's left? No promises

Slummin up the roster and
You blew the curtain call
End around the entrail and
The blood upon the wall

Some kind of creature
Some kind of fall

You hope that hate is shrinking
Here you are darkening my door
Cause Hell ain't half full
Hell ain't half full
In your heart you're thinking
God locked you in a hot car again
He's in the bar drinking