The Last Fight Velvet Revolver

[Verse 1]
Time feels like I've been back in jail
Like when I was doin' time or in the can
Spend all night on a bended knee
Just to beg for something to believe

[Pre-Chorus]
Left home with a pack of clothes
Without a family tree

[Chorus]
This fight could be the last fight
No giving, no winning
One time, could be the all the time
Should we decide to end the misery

[Verse 2]
Time heals all of the burned-out bridges
Filled with nothing more than misery
I wear the mask of the embattled son
Trying to beg for something to believe

[Pre-Chorus]
I left home with a pack of clothes
Without a family tree