I’m usually a pretty peaceful guy
I don’t wish harm upon anyone else
and I understand that we all got to survive
and it’s hard enough just to get by, oh yeah
But that night you broke into my car
and stole my first and favorite guitar
With it you stole a large piece of my heart
So, there’s a special place in hell for you if you
don’t take good care of that guitar.
It’s been told so many secrets
and never once laughed at my feelings, I suppose
It was there every time I needed
a kick in the pants or when I just needed something to hold
But the night all of that ended
When she was never seen again
Did you think even for a second who you were stealing from
So there’s a special place in hell for you
If my guitar never finds her way home
So there’s a special place in hell for you my friend.
Who knows where all the rest of us will end?
But we know there’s a special place in hell
if you ever hurt anyone like me again