I'll never hear those songs again! It made me think of all the many things I've sacrificed... Oh, Mama, where do I begin? When I broke bad, I never knew 'bout all this trouble I would have. You should not romanticize this outlaw life. When the scars have been shown and the tales have been told... I'm telling you - something's missing! Don't make no excuse to sing the blues. Calculating the cost and the things that you lost, You'll realize - love's gone missing! Don't go drifting... I'm losing count when recalling all that I regret. How many missteps are enough? Who of the few I call friends will be by my side? When, without recourse, life gets tough? When I broke bad, I never knew 'bout all this trouble I would have! You should not romanticize this outlaw life! When the scars have been shown and the tales have been told... I'm telling you - something's missing! Don't make no excuse to sing the blues. Calculating the cost and the things that you lost, You'll realize - love's gone missing! Oh no, no, no, no! Don't go drifting. Don't go drifting... Don't go drifting...