Words and Music by Ryan Hobler.
Executive Produced by Ryan Hobler.
Produced by Andy Baldwin.
Mixed by Andy Baldwin.
Mastered by Fred Kevorkian.
Recorded by Ryan Hobler at HSH & Peter Karl at Peter Karl Studios.

Ryan Hobler: Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Background Vocals, Train, Programming
Erik Blicker: Electric Guitar
Tim Bulkley: Drums
Ethan Halpern: Electric Bass
Michael Cabe: Piano


They got us cornered Jack, where we gonna go?
They got bulls eyes on our backs, oh man now I can say, "I told you so"
We best stay where we are, you know they won't think twice
We took this one too far and they're through with us and through with playin' nice

Now I feel it in my heart, I feel it in my bones
And I guess it could be worse, I could be stuck here all alone and shot!

You know I should have known, you're never satisfied
You could be sitting on a throne and you would find some way to feel denied
Oh you said, "Come on Bob, man up and let's get rich"
But there's always one last job and you don't ever fold or call it quits

Now I feel it in my heart, I feel it in my bones
And a minute more with you and I'd be glad to be alone and shot!

But lately I can't even recognize my face
I used to love the prize, now I love the chase

Just one last cigarette and then we'll take our bow
No, I haven't tried one yet but there ain't no better time to start then now
Come on, shut yer big 'ole trap, we can't just chat all day
I got you covered Jack, let's find out what these bastards have to say

Oh, I feel it in my heart, I feel it in my soul
And the world will have to learn this is the only way we roll