You caught my attention like a penny in a gutter
You shined all nickel and chrome
You gave me no quarter, just sugar cubes and butter
Then hit the road to wander and roam
I was mortally wounded in that darkened alley
Between my heart and my head
I was dragged out to lie in the middle of your street
Until I am nothing but dead
So bring your buckets of mud and bottles of blood
And raise them up to the skies
Don't open the casket just sit there and bask in
The moaning and wailing and sighs
Let my poor mother kiss me and everyone miss me
It is time for all the goodbyes
I might be pretending, there is no defending
What happens when true love dies
One hundred cuts losing one thousand limbs
Leaving me stumped and alone
One million bullets piercing my skin
As you watch me with eyes made of stone
I'll never recover, I won't meet another
My vision is filling with red
Here I am lying in the middle of your street
Until I am nothing but dead
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