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