Too little, too late
Don't want a tax cut, I want your head on a plate
No handouts, or charity
I want back what you stole from me
Just another kid, born alone
Another small town soldier, never coming home
Another rust belt city, beyond repair
Another part of the nation, drowning in despair
Worked, to the bone
Bills are stacking up like the student loan
Keep pumping the brakes but I'm too far gone
Live in fear and die alone
On the wrong side of the city
On the wrong side of the bay
Across the wrong bridge, I take the wrong turn, every single day
Welcome to our city, our rotting shanty town
I guess that promised wealth, never trickled down
No bailouts, no subsidizes, no blood-soaked wealth passed on to me
Home of the brave, land of the free, there's a foreclosure sign on my property
When your born with nothing, you owe nobody nothing
When you take that nothing and turn it into something
Don't want much, but I want what's mine
Eye for an eye and dime for a dime
Worked, to the bone
Bills are stacking up like the student loan
Keep pumping the brakes but I'm too far gone
Live in fear and die alone
On the wrong side of the city
On the wrong side of the bay
Across the wrong bridge, I take the wrong turn, every single day
Welcome to our city, our rotting shanty town
I guess that promised wealth, never trickled down
All Work, No Class
Too little too late, got a heart full of scars and mind full of hate
They'll bleed you dry until there's nothing left, but pain, shame, rage and regrets
It's hard to live with dignity when you're barely scraping by on your hands and knees
So spare me your bullshit sympathy, if I go down I'm taking everybody with me
Too little, too late