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A bitter taste, that's left on the tongue,
a smoking gun, i knew it was wrong.
he tried to draw first, but he knew i was faster,
i shouldn't have kissed her,
that man would have loved her.

her name was Irene, she was patient and clean,
that man's worshipped dream, a heartbroken queen.
Just a flick of my wrist, and i end that mans life,
i widowed his wife, just a roll of the dice.

On my chain another link, i can't help but think,
that bullet looked better on me,
i'll just turn another page, watch life pour away,
to the river that i love to miss.
just a kiss... just a kiss...

Now the years pass by, i ride through this town shy,
i see Irene from time to time, i can't look her in the eye.
she gets worse every day, all the folks in town say,
got no words left to pray, just watches life slip away.


I had to save what was left, of my soul to be kept,
so through that window i crept, i came in while she slept.
i put the gun on the bed, said i need to be bled, if you wish it i'm dead,
just put that iron to my head.

She said i wish you to hell, her words rang like a bell,
her voice healthy and well, and turned the gun on herself.



from Loose Lips, Sunk Ships, Bruised Hips, and Booze Sips, released September 19, 2015
Written by Ben Balmer (BMI)



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