Whiskey for the Soul

I’ve used your trust for target practice
I used your lust to fulfill mine
The buzzards pick at names I used to know
But my path is set and I will die alone!
You should have ran me out when you had the chance!
But now I’m here to stay
You should have ran me out when you had the chance!
But now, I’m here to stay
The man in black said boy don’t take your guns to town
But I’ve never been one to listen to reason
This heart, these hands of treason
I gave my soul to this steel
Because a dead man feels no guilt
Gave purpose to the lifeless
To fill what can’t be filled
I’ll peak through broken fingers
Attempt to slant my view
Amazed by their indifference
Though I knew just what they’d do
They’ll leave a hole in your chest
Before they lay you to rest
This town will never be the same!
I’ve used your trust for target practice
And I used your lust to fulfill mine
And I wanted you to know the truth (know the truth)
This is what I was born to do (born to do)
And I can’t explain what goes through my head
But when the dust clears, you’ll all be dead
It was the guns, it was the guns!
So wipe their stain from off my hands and see what I have done!
It was the guns, it was the guns!
So wipe their stain from off my hands and see what I’ve done!
I can feel them start to betray
I can feel them start to aim this way
I can feel them start to betray
I can feel them start to aim this way