A Good Man Is Hard to Find

Once in the backyard,
she was once like me,
she was once like me.
Twice when I killed them,
they were once at peace,
they were once like me.
Hold to your gun, man,
and put off all your peace,
put off all the beast.
Paid a full of these, I wait for it,
but someone’s once like me.
She was once like me.
I once was better.
I put off all my grief.
I put off all my grief.
And so I go to hell, I wait for it,
but someone’s left me creased.
And Someone’s left me creased