Sundy Best

Smoking Gun


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Well the verdicts out
On this here town
I like to drink
My inhibitions down
Done all I can to deserve
This thorny crown
And this onry reputation
That ill never live down

I cant rewrite all the words
That have stepped foot on my tongue
I wont tell a thousand tales
Of how I'm different from anyone
You can fire all your bullets
Til what's left is an empty gun
Cause I cant do one damn thing
To change the roads that I've run

I've come from a long line of lovers
A long line of saints
But it skipped a generation
And I'm fine with all I ain't
The tears that Ive caused
Dry on skin like war paint
And I've never been strong enough
To break my hearts restraint

I cant rewrite all the words
That have stepped foot on my tongue
I wont tell a thousand tales
Of how I'm different from anyone
You can fire all your bullets
Til what's left is an empty gun
Cause I cant do one damn thing
To change the roads that I've run

There's a lot worse things I could be
Like if I were anywhere less than the wreck that's me

I cant rewrite all the words
That have stepped foot on my tongue
I wont tell a thousand tales
Of how I'm different from anyone
You can fire all your bullets
Til what's left is an empty gun
Cause I cant do one damn thing
To change the roads that I've run