I'm close to comfort with my task he said, when I asked I want straight tonight, but I'm diverted all the time Is that bad? And when he hit me with his kiss I tasted whiskey on my lips burning Full of fire was he, who loved me He'd hide in trees to oversee The targets, hit on the liver or close to it A figure filled his upper arm A tattooed Calvin like his so What a charm But he kissed me with his fist, I tasted teardrops on my lips burning Full of fire was he, who undone me His head's at home, a heart o' stone, Said: live my life to ruine another one Bought the sweet another shot He dropped his guns for the drink was all he got When he kissed me with his fist, I tasted blood on my lips, turning, Full of anger is he, full of hatred he'll be, He who learned how to kill me