On My Knees
Not That You Can Help Me
I Have Changed A Flat Before
And I Have Gotten Dirty

I Ain't No Faker
I'm As Sweet As I Am Rotten
I Might Even Laugh At Myself
I Have Not Forgotten

That I Am King Of Under-a-dollar Stores
I Know You've Seen It All Before
But I Know It By Heart
And I Live In—not In A Trailer Park
But In A Caboose In The Backyard

I Am A Bandit, I Don't Think You Want Me
Just Add A Pirate To A Lady
I Am A Bandit, I Don't Think You Need Me
Just Add A Jester To A Gypsy

Don't Try To Make Me Different
Or Find What Makes Me Tick
Last Person Tried To Change Me
I Still Taste It In My Spit

Sun Dips In A Cool Breeze
Sweat Drips From Your Nose
You Think I'm Full Blooded Crazy
From My Head Down To My Toes

I Am King Of Losing Coins In Slot Machines
But I Will Live Until It Kills Me
And I Live In Timid Smiles And Bold Dreams
And I Will Cry Until I Bleed

I Am A Bandit, I Don't Think You Want Me
Just Add A Pirate To A Lady
I Am A Bandit, I Don't Think You Need Me
You Just Give Independence To A Baby

And I Am King Of Enduring Everlasting Nights
Of Losing Sleep By Winning These Fights
And Receiving Only Dirt
And I Give Crooked Smiles
To The Never Ending Search
I'm Made Of Mud,
I Need Someone That Is Made Of Earth

'Cause I Am A Bandit