I get many offers.
Many they say are true.
Many they say till their faces turn blue,
But when I turn around they all fall down.
They try to use me,
And it pisses me off.
I ain't a piece of meat.
I am finding out who is true to me,
And who is fake.
For you that are fake;
I warn you now. Save yourself from my words of hell.
You see your offer may sound sweet,
But if you use me I will turn around and stand you down.
I'll make you wish you were in hell.
My words I have heard are rough;
I hear they are tough,
I hear they are string and bold,
But they are also loving and caring.
I do not like to hurt;
For that is why I warn you with your false offers.
For those with offers made of truth;
I thank you and love you for it.
You'll be my true friends,
Someday and someway;
I will repay you for what you have given to me.
You that are true help to set my soul free