Runnin' out of faith
Be careful who you tell
I'm runnin' out of faith
Be careful who you tell
Whoa, whoa
She's blackenin' my name
Her army never came
It's water under the bridge
Be careful who you tell
Whoa

'Cause you gotta look her in the eye
And you gotta love your way of life
'Cause you got a guilty filthy soul
Don't you know it's out of your control?
Whoa

She's blackenin' my name
I know you feel the same
It's water under the bridge
Be careful who you tell
Whoa, whoa
Stop squeezin' on my neck
Your unemployment check
It's water under the bridge
Be careful who you tell
Whoa

'Cause you gotta look her in the eye
And you gotta love your way of life
'Cause you got a guilty filthy soul
Don't you know it's out of your control?

Whoa (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Whoa (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Whoa (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Whoa (whoa, whoa, whoa)

Waiting on a blood line
You can find some free time
Look at who you're hating
Now we're celebrating

Waiting on a bloodline
You can find some free time, ooh
Waiting on a bloodline (bloodline, bloodline, ooh)
Waiting on a bloodline (bloodline, bloodline, ooh)
Waiting on a bloodline

She's black-
Blackening my name
Be careful who you tell
Whoa

'Cause you gotta look her in the eye
And you gotta love your way of life
'Cause you got a guilty filthy soul
Don't you know it's out of your control?

Whoa

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Writer(s): Aaron Bruno, James Messer