Todd Farrell Jr. - Benchmarks lyrics

Well there's a man across the river in a midtown bar And he says he's got a job for me He says he'll give me the cash up front He says "I know it ain't pretty But the money's on the table If it ain't you it's someone else" I said "What makes you think this is something I'd want?" He says "'cause you're a thief and a**a**in You're a hired gun You get your hands real dirty Over someone else's blood" There ain't no shame in hustling But there sure as hell ain't pride We're thieves and a**a**ins until you dry up or you die And now we're falling asleep In the pa**enger seat of a van somewhere south of Tampa Still got five hours 'til the show And I turn to my partner, whisper under my breath "Man how did we end up here?" He said "We had no place else to go?" 'Cause we're thieves and a**a**ins We're hired guns We get our hands real dirty Over someone else's blood There ain't no shame in hustling But there sure as hell ain't pride We're thieves and a**a**ins until we dry up or we die And it's one more beer on the house Two dollars at the door Three hours until we get paid And then it's four on the motel floor At least we've got each other But that ain't saying much 'cause if we find something better We'd leave this damn thing in the dust And now I'm staring out the window At a series of white lines all starting to blur into one It might as well be a runaway train And if I make it back home before it does me in I'll still have to pay the rent I just might cross that river again 'Cause I'm a thief, I'm an a**a**in I'm a hired gun I get my hands real dirty over someone else's blood There ain't no shame in hustling But there sure as hell ain't pride We're thieves and a**a**ins until we dry up or we Die