A History of Drunks Lyrics

Lyric discussion by pentalarc 

Cover art for A History of Drunks lyrics by Melvins

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She helped remove the bullets from my leg She took the blade, cut them out while I lay screaming She showed me bloody things, and held them in her hand And said that these were hers and put them in my pocket

I begged her, shoot me in the head She took my gun, shot my leg instead The way she held my gun and looked at me with rage Told me that everything was okay if I survive

And now she stays with me, it's crazy, but she's mine She says that I'm insane because she doesn't lie She was the killing need, she left me here to die In all the ways the worry is alright.