Run Off

Don't you moan or cry It's just the blade of a four inch knife I can see you in the corner of my eye Slender legs and copper thighs Better run for your life The smoke from the end of this gun Signals an end to all the damage you've done I retaliate so let the blood come Run for your life The rusty bullet missed me but you didn't turn back I can see your shady figure and the fields of tall grass I've never loathed no one But I'm gonna get you back tomorrow You must be a ghost that I see I left you stone cold in the middle of that field No you don't missed me and I stand here alive You're a terrible shot, you must have two glass eyes Better run for your life Run till your heart comes back