Good Ol Outlaws – A Bloody Canvas – letras

i’ll cross my t’s and gouge your eyesno need to hold back dearwipe away your crimson tearsand whisper softly in my eari hope you know i hate you……well if these words are my weapons then i’ll speak until you bleed……i’ll sit you down in conversationwe can talk this out like outlawswith six shooters in our handsand your head soon buried in the sandi never realized how you look cuter when you scream…….i always said you took my breath away but i should of realized you were standing on my chest, your heel held up against my neck like the switchblade in the alley held up against my heart……well if we scream any louderi’ll be kissing your casket goodbye……well my words are my weapons(i’ll be kissing your casket goodbye)i’ll speak until you bleed(kissing your casket goodbye)i’ll always hate you now