All the things I've done will make me strong
I make the same mistakes every day
The consequence of ignorance; irrational and green
The color of the evening sky, the distance in between
If I were a bull you'd be my china shop
And I'd break everything, everything, everything
If I were a bull you'd be my china shop
And I'd break everything, everything
Lord knows it's hard to stop
Red hot breath now for fifty-seven cents
And a dime to keep my baby on the line
The smell of semen, kerosene, the working man's mile
Come with me, and burn the bridge, I'll make it worth your while
If I were a bull you'd be my china shop
And I'd break everything, everything, everything
If I were a bull you'd be my china shop
And I'd break everything, everything
Lord knows it's hard to stop