I held the gun, I did the crime
I let that son of a bitch know she was mine
She tried to run, I ran her down
And left her with her sins dead on the ground
Now I wake up to the sound of chains
Some days I may go borderline insane
But I found God in my prison cell
As for her and him, it's just another day in hell
The judge proclaimed that I should die
My mama begged, but he did not bat an eye
They took my arm, led me away
To the waiting room for my final judgment day
Now I wake up to the sound of chains
Some days I may go bordеrline insane
But I found God in my prison cell
And for hеr and him, it's just another day in hell, oh
I barely felt the needle at all
I saw the phone, but the Governor never called
So I closed my eyes, slipped off to sleep
And prayed the dear, sweet Lord my soul would keep
And I woke up to the sound of chains
And I could not see the fire for all the flames
I saw her face and his as well
She said, "Get used to this, it's just another day in hell"
"Yeah, get used to this, it's just another day in hell"