Monday, December 13, 2010

Murder Ballad

I killed her
I did
Left for dead in the heat
I think
Well I gave her some water
and left some bread
it wouldn't be nice
to starve to death
but she had to go
she couldn't stay
she'll rue the time
she crossed my way
so in the desert she'll meet her doom
never again
will she darken a room
with just Mrs. tick
and of course Mr. tock
insanity should get her
cause I left her sunblock
and I drove around looking
for some trees or some shade
cause sun burn is nasty
left to swelter all day
and I hope the sands soft
so she can sleep
and my jumpers warm
when the night loses heat
but oh boy she'll be gettin' it
don't you worry
when those batteries run low
then she'll be sorry
cause I left her a radio
to fight off the bore
but I threw away the dial
at gold 104
so take that little darlin'
all alone
with only the face of yours truly
leaving you by that pay phone
driving off in the dust
no mercy from me
you don't treat me like that
and expect curtsey
Cause I'm the devil in a suit
and I've got you nicked
sadists tell tales
of the lasses I've picked
and when the coppers come askin'
I'll show em yer bones
or the footprints you've made
makin' your way back home
cause you're really not far
that'd just be cruel
but it's definitely inconvenient
being left like a fool
Now I'll go by the bar
and have a stiff drink
just to prove I don't care
what the fuck you think
and then I'll go home
and probably be hungry
but you always seemed to know
just what to make me
and the beds cold at night
when you come home late
and I love waking up
and seeing your face
and the talks with you
last longer then with others
and I can't help but smile
knowing we're lovers
but you can stay out there
for the time being
cause I'm a lone ranger
continuously fleein'
but before I go
I'll open some wine
with any luck
you'll be back by nine.

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