This world will make you pay

Half a tank of gas , high beams on. A YouTube list that goes on and on. Cigarettes and sevens keep him straight. On his way home and his wife can't wait.

She'll wrap her arms around him when he hits that door. And ask God to make sure he won't leave no more. But minutes turn to hours as she waits alone. The man she loves aint coming back home.

Hold on tight to the things you've got, even if it's not a whole hell of a lot. You better get your ass to church, and don't wait another day. Cause this world will make you hurt, and this world will make you pay. (This world will make you pay)

It doesn't take much for someone to tell that underneath that veil, it hurts like hell. She'd pay the ransom no matter the cost, if she could get back what she's lost.

Widowed hands with a bible clinched knows this world won't give an inch. For the rest of her life when she prays at night. She'll sleep alone when she kills the light.

Hold on tight to things you've got, even if it's not a whole hell of a lot. You better get your ass to church, and don't wait another day. Cause this world will make you hurt, and this world will make you pay. (This world will make you pay) get on your knees and pray. You might not have another day. (This world will make you pay) need to talk to God right away. ( make you pay)