The way you atacked it was bitter The smile that you wore it was cheap The way that you spread drew the honey from the door of the womb for the feast
And all of my brigadeer generals Told me how and why to attack And they guided each wave of my missiles Through the valleys to swarm like a pack
And I shine like an old country bulldog In the ragged cast light of the moon And I smile at my own demolition 'cause I'm too **** tired to swoon
And I brace my soul for the battle And the burden keeps me on track And I'll rest whenever I get there 'cause I know there's no turning back
And I know that the seasons are endless and the years too quickly are past And the songs and the hearts that we marry We marry to replace what we lack
Ah the memories you left were sheer torture Discarded and left there to seethe And the words of our last conversation Must still hang like ice from your teeth
You convinced all the jurors with visions of why - though you killed - you are sweet Of why it was rightful to ****** A love had become far too neat
So why does the guilt grossly linger? Why doesn't the shame fade away? Why does the love that you killed for Become less important each day
Well my dear have you learned your lesson Or will you die still afraid? Must you take your lies and deceptions All the way to the hole of your grave?