Texas Goth (Night Mix)

They don't like me where I'm from

They only know me by my gun

The wind still blows for me and you

It's just another game for two

Funeral Bells ringing all night long

I wonder how I ran through all the fog

By the grace of god I don't think so

Shot me just to keep me a while

I can spot you from a mile

Don't break your aim honey

Just like lemon honey

You're my remedy

Took everything from me

Not one care in sight from you

Well I know it's fun but is it good

A game like this couldn't be love

And if I left you like I should

Would that mean my wounds were cured

My wounds were cured

My wounds are cured

They don't like me where I'm from

They only know me by my gun

The wind still blows for me and you

It's just another game for two

Well I know it's fun but is it good

A game like this couldn't be love

And if I left you like I should

Would that mean my wounds were cured

My wounds were cured

My wounds are cured