Good With Guns Songtext

I remember she was breathing

I can still recall her scent

In the morning on my fingers

Unmanicured and slightly bent



Take a liar as a lover

Taste the liquor on her lips

Drink it down just like a man

Then cough it up and choke on it


Light is streaming

Through the window

Pull the curtain block the sun

Tried to get her with my pistol

Bbut I've never been

Good with guns