Jack Lee's Dead
Jack Lee's dead
Down kings road
In a field outside of town
I pulled the trigger
But your breath blew the bullet down
Here's a rose
To show my love
They were growing 'round his head
Blood on the stem
Proves that Jack is dead
You can trust me I'm the one
Feel how a bullet heats the barrel of a gun
No regrets lover girl
Spare me the surprise
I did what you asked
Right between his eyes
Jack and coke spare the ice
But before we celebrate
Wrap your fingers 'round the barrel and
Feel the heat escape
Silent night close your eyes
Watch it all go down
The knuckle squeezing back
The body hit the ground
Life's a cheap paperback
We traded his for mine
You wrote a murder masterpiece
And I just read the lines
Writer/s: Chris Maxwell
