For all of the bile The bold talk The venom The hate and the lies No one should be killed No blood should be spilled Charlie shouldn't have died Well you can't hate the gun and love the gun that shot yer rival You can't be kind and wish pain upon a child Everybody's gotta say What they're needing to say As soon as they're needing to say it The freedom to speak To be a freak And the freedom to say you hate it And have a big ole conversation I heard laughing I heard glee But it coulda been you It coulda been me Out in the bloodshed everyone loses There's unforgettable scars Out in the bloodshed permanent bruises Shapes up who you are Children left to wander America aimless With a firebrand of resent Wondering who it is took my daddy With a destiny of revenge Out in the bloodshed the cycle begins And everyone dies Spin the wheel, if you don't get killed You wind up dead inside I heard laughing I heard glee But it coulda been you It coulda been me