Sunday, September 25, 2005

This night walk the dead.
In a solitary style and crash the cemetery gates.
In the dress your husband hates.
Way down.
Mark the grave.
Where the searchlights find us drinking by the mausoleum door.
And they found you on the bathroom floor.
I miss you so far. And the collision of your kiss that made it so hard.
Back home.
Off the run.
Singing songs that make you slit your wrists.
It isn't that much fun.
Staring down a loaded gun.
So I won't stop dying.
Won't stop lying.
If you want I'll keep on crying.
Did you get what you deserve?
Is this what you alway's want me for?
I miss you.


Wait until it fades to black
Ride into the sunset
Would I lie to you?
Well, I've got something to say
Grab your six-gun from your back
Throttle the ignition
Would I die for you?
Well here's your answer in spades
Shotgun sinners
Wild eyed jokers
Got you in my sights
Gun it while I'm holding on
After all is said and done
Climb out from the pine box
Well I'm asking you
'Cause she's got nothing to say
The angels just cut out her tongue
Call her black Mariah
Would I lie to you?
That girl's not right in the brain
Mass convulsions
Strike the choir
By the grace of God
Gun it while I'm holding on
But don't stop if I fall
And don't look back
Oh baby don't stop
Bury me and fade to black
She won't stop me put it down
So get your gun and meet me by the door
She won't stop me put it down
So baby...
Don't stop if I fall
And don't look back
Oh baby don't stop
Bury me and fade to black

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