Texty: U.S. Bombs. Nothin' On Us.

down the aisle my bride in black you were water and i was the tide at the bar i got in another fight i kissed the ground goodnight we stole plenty we spent every penny why not we're young and wrong bonnie and clyde they had nothing on us except for murder money and blood from here on out i'll be poverty i've got futureless heavenly dreams the brought me in and i did my stretch i learned my lesson we stole plenty we spent every penny why not we're young and wrong bonnie and clyde they had nothing on us except for murder money and blood we gave em the slip more than we caught cant tax that side of the law a cadillac tramp and carnival thief outlaws from dirt and mud