Each night she lays quivering, shivering here Asking why she keeps forgiving him, living in fear At work she has a glistening, driven career But at home with one swing of the fist, it disappears
Each night she lays quivering, shivering here Asking why she keeps forgiving him, living in fear At work she has a glistening, driven career But at home with one swing of the fist, it disappears
She used to dream of different ways to break from under his noose grip Cos it's one thing to see a path, but it's another to choose it It's one thing to want to run, but it's another to do it It's one thing to buy a gun, but it's another to use it
But buy a gun she did and it made her feel good She told herself if she really had to use it she would The next night, drunk at the end of the bed he stood She said she'd take it no more and she prayed he understood
But he didn't take to kindly to being put in his place, She fled after the first blow and of course, he gave chase She sat hunched, holding the gun praying she wasn't pursued But when the door swung a ruby-red fountain ensued
She watched in awe as his power cascaded on the floor It wasn't long before police came bursting through the door In store, a new prison enforced by the law She let out a whisper with the strength of a roar
For the bad times I wish you'd just admit it And never cast a shadow across my bed For the good times I wish you five minutes in Heaven Before the Devil knows you're dead
For the bad times I wish you'd just admit it And never cast a shadow across my bed For the good times I wish you five minutes in Heaven Before the Devil knows you're dead
Each night she lays quivering, shivering there I wonder how we came to live in unforgiving despair I find myself giving the delivering stares As the smell of Glenfiddich starts sieving the air
Each night she lays quivering, shivering there I wonder how we came to live in unforgiving despair I find myself giving the delivering stares As the smell of Glenfiddich starts sieving the air
As the bullet flew towards me, I swear time stood still I felt every single emotion that a man could feel How did I get here? How could this even be real? How could I become a person that a loved one could kill?
It wasn't always this way, I once saw love in those eyes That now just despise and chastise all my lies My sarcastic replies, each new drunken guise And most of all these heavy hands, that surmised our demise
There was a time when we never thought the honeymoon would end, She was my wife, my love my confidant and my friend But it seems these days happiness can depend On financial stability and the need to contend
But I make no excuse, I let it get this way, Other people live their lives on the minimum wage I was the one that couldn't cope and let it turn to rage Now I'm looking down the barrel, playing guess the gauge
For the bad times I cannot be acquitted or let off As the bullet enters my head For the good times I wish for five minutes in Heaven Before the Devil knows I'm dead
For the bad times I cannot be acquitted or let off As the bullet enters my head For the good times I wish for five minutes in Heaven Before the Devil knows I'm dead