He wasn't really known for breaking the rules When he arrived in the second year of my high school He wasn't so much of a twist of fate As a short turn up from a Southern state He was born with a sweet tooth he couldn't beat Always trying to find himself something sweet All that he found was a trouble and me Or maybe trouble just found him It was hard to hide that his heart had scars He would stay up late talking to the stars People tried to blame him for making bad choices When he was only listening to the voices And searching for some kind of deeper truth Between the lines and the Bible and living proof There's no point now to judge him in vain If you haven't been there, you don't know the pain He was a liar, but not a fraud Living proof that there was no God Just the Devil, stiff as a rod A slave to a sugartooth His life became more than he could take He found a bad habit he couldn't break Nothing could tame him and nothing could hold him He only took the pills when the doctor told him Looking to help for the something sweet To make his life feel less incomplete What in the hell are you gonna do When the world has made its mind up about you? He was a liar, but not a fraud Living proof that there was no God Just the Devil, stiff as a rod A slave to a sugartooth He wanted to be a better man Then life kicked him down like an old tin can He would give you the shirt on his back If not for a sugartooth They found him lying on his bed With a gun in his hand and a quiet head His broken heart, now, is finally gone But I know that he had to hurt for too long To think he had fought it all on his own Just to lose the battle and die alone After so many years of feeling the loss He finally made his way back home And I heard they put what was left in a box And took it to a place called Jesus Rock And scattered him all over jagged mound As a symbol to all that the piece had been found But not for a sign is left behind With a hand stuck reaching back in time To a place in which you can never unwind I hope he found something so sweet He was a liar, but not a fraud Living proof that there was no God Just the Devil, stiff as a rod A slave to a sugartooth He wanted to be a better man But life kicked him down like an old tin can He would give you the shirt on his back If not for a sugartooth Ooh, ooh, ooh, a slave to a sugartooth Ooh, ooh, ooh, a slave to a sugartooth Ooh, ooh, ooh, a slave to a sugartooth Ooh, ooh, ooh, a slave to a sugartooth
[00:06.10]He wasn't really known for breaking the rules [00:09.00]When he arrived in the second year of my high school [00:12.30]He wasn't so much of a twist of fate [00:15.27]As a short turn up from a Southern state [00:18.38]He was born with a sweet tooth he couldn't beat [00:21.44]Always trying to find himself something sweet [00:24.61]All that he found was a trouble and me [00:27.82]Or maybe trouble just found him [00:30.84]It was hard to hide that his heart had scars [00:34.00]He would stay up late talking to the stars [00:36.81]People tried to blame him for making bad choices [00:40.29]When he was only listening to the voices [00:43.36]And searching for some kind of deeper truth [00:46.32]Between the lines and the Bible and living proof [00:49.35]There's no point now to judge him in vain [00:52.45]If you haven't been there, you don't know the pain [00:58.75]He was a liar, but not a fraud [01:02.07]Living proof that there was no God [01:06.01]Just the Devil, stiff as a rod [01:08.67]A slave to a sugartooth [01:13.02]His life became more than he could take [01:15.83]He found a bad habit he couldn't break [01:18.94]Nothing could tame him and nothing could hold him [01:22.65]He only took the pills when the doctor told him [01:25.72]Looking to help for the something sweet [01:28.23]To make his life feel less incomplete [01:31.33]What in the hell are you gonna do [01:34.44]When the world has made its mind up about you? [01:41.21]He was a liar, but not a fraud [01:44.11]Living proof that there was no God [01:47.10]Just the Devil, stiff as a rod [01:50.36]A slave to a sugartooth [01:53.39]He wanted to be a better man [01:56.21]Then life kicked him down like an old tin can [01:59.37]He would give you the shirt on his back [02:02.69]If not for a sugartooth [02:07.19]They found him lying on his bed [02:10.32]With a gun in his hand and a quiet head [02:13.32]His broken heart, now, is finally gone [02:16.89]But I know that he had to hurt for too long [02:19.95]To think he had fought it all on his own [02:22.71]Just to lose the battle and die alone [02:25.72]After so many years of feeling the loss [02:28.99]He finally made his way back home [02:35.11]And I heard they put what was left in a box [02:38.32]And took it to a place called Jesus Rock [02:41.39]And scattered him all over jagged mound [02:44.15]As a symbol to all that the piece had been found [02:47.53]But not for a sign is left behind [02:50.48]With a hand stuck reaching back in time [02:53.50]To a place in which you can never unwind [02:56.68]I hope he found something so sweet [03:03.04]He was a liar, but not a fraud [03:06.16]Living proof that there was no God [03:09.38]Just the Devil, stiff as a rod [03:12.41]A slave to a sugartooth [03:15.34]He wanted to be a better man [03:18.31]But life kicked him down like an old tin can [03:21.82]He would give you the shirt on his back [03:24.47]If not for a sugartooth [03:29.33]Ooh, ooh, ooh, a slave to a sugartooth [03:41.57]Ooh, ooh, ooh, a slave to a sugartooth [03:54.12]Ooh, ooh, ooh, a slave to a sugartooth [04:06.11]Ooh, ooh, ooh, a slave to a sugartooth
