Texas Goth (Night Mix)

They don't like me where I'm from
They only know me by my gun
The wind still blows for me and you
It's just another game for two

Funeral Bells ringing all night long
I wonder how I ran through all the fog
By the grace of god I don't think so
Shot me just to keep me a while
I can spot you from a mile
Don't break your aim honey

Just like lemon honey
You're my remedy
Took everything from me
Not one care in sight from you

Well I know it's fun but is it good
A game like this couldn't be love
And if I left you like I should
Would that mean my wounds were cured
My wounds were cured
My wounds are cured

They don't like me where I'm from
They only know me by my gun
The wind still blows for me and you
It's just another game for two

Well I know it's fun but is it good
A game like this couldn't be love
And if I left you like I should
Would that mean my wounds were cured
My wounds were cured
My wounds are cured