For love had shot a rusted arrow straight into my heart
for love had taken the two of us apart
The pain was dug into my soul and tore threw my mind
For that jealous love was one of a kind.
For the plaintiff had some pain but I was restless in all my nights
I can hear his voice under the southern lights.
The first dove was hit and no other were to be found.
So I went to the bar for our daily round
And so I tried and I put that whiskey to the test
But I still felt the screaming pain in my chest.
So I screamed just one last time and gasped a breath
And I was put to my own death.
And for I knew all of mine would scream a dreadful cry
But for only one cold tear fell of my eye
