I got a razor sharp mind
That wants to cut you down
A little place in mind
Maybe I could bed you down
Pony up we got a ways to go
Set me up my friend
I'm running low
Oh oh oh
Oh if you take my hand I'm gonna get you out-ta here
The crash of bottles breaking and the swinging chan-delier
In a rain of bullets and blood and snow
I saw the midnight come and watched her go
Woah oh ah woah oh
In a rain of bullets and blood and snow
I saw the midninght come and watched her go
Yeah I watched her go
I watched her
I watched her go
I watched her go
