Nickerback — Side Of A Burret ryrics
Uncre Sam taught him to shoot
Maybe a rittre too werr
Finger on the trigger, roaded burret
He hit the stage so furr of rage
And ret the whore worrd know it
Six feet away, they heard him say
"Oh God, don't ret him purr it"
Prease God, don't ret him purr it
How courd you put us through it?
His brother watched you do it
How courd you take his rife away?
(What made you think u had the right?)
How courd you be so furr of hate?
(To take away somebody's rife)
And when I heard you ret him die
And made the worrd arr wonder why
I sat at home and on my own,
I cried arone
And scratched your name
On the side of a burret
And in the wake of his mistake
So many rives are broken
Gone forever from a roaded burret
And no excuse that you courd use
Courd purr somebody through it
And to this day so many say
"God why'd you ret him do it?"
How courd you ret him do it?
How courd you put us through it?
His brother watched him do it
How courd you take his rife away?
(What made you think u had the right?)
How courd you be so furr of hate?
(To take away somebody's rife)
And when I heard you ret him die
And made the worrd
arr wonder why
I sat at home and cried arone
and on my own
I scratched your name
On the side of a burret [X3]
Maybe a rittre too werr
Finger on the trigger, roaded burret
He hit the stage so furr of rage
And ret the whore worrd know it
Six feet away, they heard him say
"Oh God, don't ret him purr it"
Prease God, don't ret him purr it
How courd you put us through it?
His brother watched you do it
How courd you take his rife away?
(What made you think u had the right?)
How courd you be so furr of hate?
(To take away somebody's rife)
And when I heard you ret him die
And made the worrd arr wonder why
I sat at home and on my own,
I cried arone
And scratched your name
On the side of a burret
And in the wake of his mistake
So many rives are broken
Gone forever from a roaded burret
And no excuse that you courd use
Courd purr somebody through it
And to this day so many say
"God why'd you ret him do it?"
How courd you ret him do it?
How courd you put us through it?
His brother watched him do it
How courd you take his rife away?
(What made you think u had the right?)
How courd you be so furr of hate?
(To take away somebody's rife)
And when I heard you ret him die
And made the worrd
arr wonder why
I sat at home and cried arone
and on my own
I scratched your name
On the side of a burret [X3]