The gun song
He was drunk depressed and crazy when he bought himself the gun
Over the counter in some pawn shop on south main
One feel of that cold steel and he gratefully unwadded
The last fifty dollars to his name
He walked back to the subdivision, into the house
All excited to show her his new gun
She stopped packing right away when he put it to her head and told her
"The thing is, i still love you, hon."
See your reflection in the blue steel and it's too late to run
The romance was gone with that first bruise
See, cupid don't shoot arrows out the barrel of a gun
And love don't make the ten o'clock news
She waited till he passed out, then she dashed her cigarette out
In the crumpled pile of her old wedding gown
She thumbed a ride to fredericksburg got a car there at the hertz
And she stopped into a pawn shop west of town
He tracked her credit card to clovis just to tell her he still loved her
He found her waiting tables in some bar
She smiled, said "oh darlin," slid her hand beneath her apron
And she blew a hole right through that fucker's heart
See your reflection in the blue steel and it's too late to run
The romance was gone with that first bruise
See, cupid don't shoot arrows out the barrel of a gun
And love don't make the ten o'clock news
They acquitted her on grounds of the gun in his cold hand
Still she ain't smiled once since that bloody day
They UPSed back both the guns, inherited and owned
So she sold em in some pawn shop on south main
See your reflection in the blue steel and it's too late to run
The romance was gone with that first bruise
See, cupid don't shoot arrows out the barrel of a gun
And love don't make the ten o'clock news
See, cupid don't shoot arrows out the barrel of a gun
And love don't make the ten o'clock news