If I could numb the pain with a shot of tequila...
I would have nothing else left to fear...

Broken tears and hollowed corpses
Lonely hearts ride on burning horses...

You send chills up my spine
You are so very fine...

A whisper in the wind
Tells you it's going to end...

Pick up the blade and cut one last time
So sick of waiting for the so called sign...

You were there when I learned to walk
You were there when I learned to talk...