I know that you've been feeling Sorry for yourself, but baby I can't help you there That kinda walk, that kinda talk Will see you fall Yeah baby, I can't help you there I'm getting outta this town I'm getting back on the road Pray like I'm going down And sin like I'm getting old I know that you've been talking Spittin' with your tongue, but baby I can't help you there Can't use the excuse that the Fight is for the young, yeah baby I can't help you there I'm getting outta this town I'm getting back on the road Pray like I'm going down And sin like I'm getting old I've been a Queen, I've been a King And still I don't fit in So I can't help you there Don't feel like talkin' When the whole world's caving in Yeah baby, I can't help you there I'm getting outta this town I'm getting back on the road Pray like I'm going down And sin like I'm getting old