Sugartooth

He wasn't really known for breaking the rules When he arrived in the second year of my high school He wasn't so much of a twist of fate As a short turn up from a Southern state He was born with a sweet tooth he couldn't beat Always trying to find himself something sweet All that he found was a trouble and me Or maybe trouble just found him It was hard to hide that his heart had scars He would stay up late talking to the stars People tried to blame him for making bad choices When he was only listening to the voices And searching for some kind of deeper truth Between the lines and the Bible and living proof There's no point now to judge him in vain If you haven't been there, you don't know the pain He was a liar, but not a fraud Living proof that there was no God Just the devil, stiff as a rod A slave to a sugartooth His life became more than he could take He found a bad habit he couldn't break Nothing could tame him and nothing could hold him He only took the pills when the doctor told him Looking to help for the something sweet To make his life feel less incomplete What in the hell are you going to do When the world has made its mind up about you? He was a liar, but not a fraud Living proof that there was no God Just the Devil, stiff as a rod A slave to a sugartooth He wanted to be a better man Then life kicked him down like an old tin can He would give you the shirt on his back If not for a sugartooth They found him lying on his bed With a gun in his hand and a quiet head His broken heart, now, is finally gone But I know that he had to hurt for too long To think he had fought it all on his own Just to lose the battle and die alone After so many years of feeling the loss He finally made his way back home And I heard they put what was left in a box And took it to a place called Jesus Rock And scattered him all over jagged mound As a symbol to all that the peace had been found But not for a sign is left behind With a hand stuck reaching back in time To a place in which you can never unwind I hope he found something so sweet He was a liar, but not a fraud Living proof that there was no God Just the Devil, stiff as a rod A slave to a sugartooth He wanted to be a better man But life kicked him down like an old tin can He would give you the shirt on his back If not for a sugartooth Ooh, ooh, ooh, a slave to a sugartooth Ooh, ooh, ooh, a slave to a sugartooth Ooh, ooh, ooh, a slave to a sugartooth Ooh, ooh, ooh, a slave to a sugartooth