Well I came from a broken home My mamma had a broken heart And even though she tried to fight it It was broken from the start My daddy had a problem But he always seemed to find himself a drink And when he finally hit rock bottom Well we didn't know how low he'd sink My family has a record That's as long as your arm And I don't want you to read it 'Cause it's gonna do us harm I keep it locked away somewhere, I know In a cellar that I call my youth It's my criminal record It's the truth It's all there in the records Every move is written down I got it tied around my neck now One day I'm gonna drown And I stood on a mountain And I wondered when I'd fall It was always right behind me Yeah the writing's on the wall My family has a record That's as long as your arm I don't want you to read it 'Cause it's gonna do us harm I keep it locked away somewhere, I know In a cellar that I call my youth It's a criminal record It's the truth And you can stand me up, against the wall With the lines behind my head You can point your finger at me in a lineup Screamin' that you want me dead Well, I came from a broken home My mamma had a broken heart And even though she tried to fight it It was broken from the start I keep it locked away somewhere, I know In a cellar that I call my youth It's my criminal record Yeah, I keep it locked away somewhere, I know In a cellar that I call my youth It's my criminal record It's the truth