Black & White Picture

i got a black and white picture of the man i used to be features they all look the same but i swear it ain't me i was young and always ready but i never understood some times the things i want well them things ain't no good her hair was long and curly and her eyes sparkled and shined and when i walked down the boulavard i held her hand in mine we were set to marry early next spring so i went into town and i bought a ring when from the pawn shop window i couldn't believe my eyes there walked my wife to be arm n' arm with another guy i traded that gold ring for a silver .44 i loaded it right at the counter and i walked out the door i kept my distance as i followed them down to a little hotel on the wrong side of town i waited in the lobby while they had their fun and when they made their way down the stairs i pulled out my gun the moment they saw me there was fear in their eyes i leveled my .44 and i pulled the trigger twice as her and her young lover lay bleeding on the stairs i turned my gun on everyone cause i no longer cared i shot the old porter and the bell captin too the front desk clerk and a hotel guest all before i was through when the gun no longer fired i threw it at the rest and went and sat down next to my love and awaited my arrest as the sirens grew louder and a crowd gathered round i noticed something clenched in her fist that i hadn't seen till now i pryied her fingers open wondering what it could be when to my horror i saw it was a picture of me i got a black and white picture of the man i used to be features they all look the same but i swear it ain't me