You've got your back against the wall
I see you begging on your knees
In a real ruff tuff situation
But now the liars need to feed
I hear the whispers on the air tonite
The taste of freedom on your lips
I'd follow reason to the very end
You'll never hear me call your name
Don't cross me
I'd rather spend my time in hell
Don't you cross me
All was justified when heaven fell
Don't cross me
I'd rather spend my time in hell
Don't you cross me
All was justified when heaven fell
