Colt 45

My lover left me for some stranger's bed

Like some western romance with a gun to my head

My legs ain't working

Mhmm

My hands are tied

Mhmm

Please pull that trigger of my Colt 45

I went out looking for some angel of death

I wore my black boots and my Sunday best

Found me a graveyard where I could lay my head

Like you laid that stranger in my cold, cold bed

My legs ain't working

Mhmm

My hands are tied

Mhmm

Please pull that trigger of my Colt 45

My cabinet's empty and my last bottle's dry

Drank it with demons on a holy night

Found myself in some stranger's bed

Like some western romance with a gun to my head

My legs ain't working

Mhmm

My hands are tied

Mhmm

Please pull that trigger of my Colt 45

My head is spinning like the wheels of my car

My heart is thirsty like the drunks at this bar

Found myself in some stranger's bed

Like some western romance with a gun to my head

My legs ain't working

Mhmm

My hands are tied

Mhmm

Please pull that trigger of my Colt 45

My legs ain't working

Mhmm

My hands are tied

Mhmm

Please pull that trigger of my Colt 45