Texty: 3 Doors Down. Seventeen Days. Father's Son.

In the glare of a neon sign
She laid her body down
A man walked in beside her
And laid his money down

He said don't try to scream now
But I want this one to hurt
And tonight my pretty one
I'm gonna get my money's worth

He said they never listened
She said they'd never understand
That I don't this for pleasure
I just do it cause I can

I swear I didn't want to
And I swear I didn't know
That things like this could happen
To a 17-year old

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And I've bundled up all of these things inside
And I've bottled up all of this pain
And no one or nothing can take this away
But I won't let it happen again
Never again

In the haze of a smoky room
He chokes that bottle down
It's been a month since her saw her face
Underneath the blood stained gown

He thinks about that little girl
And the one he has at home
And wonders what if that was my little girl
Walkin down that road alone

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And I've bundled up all of these things inside
And I've bottled up all of this pain
And no one or nothing can take this away
But I won't let it happen again
Never again
Never again
No

Maybe I'm just crazy or the devil got inside
But either way my soul is gone, I've learned this all night
The one hand throws the whiskey, and the other throws the gun
As he cries out to the heavens
I am not my father's son

[Chorus]
And I've bundled up all of these things inside
And I've bottled up all of this pain
And no one or nothing can take this away
But I won't let it happen again
Never again
Never again
No