Silver Rounds

Can't wash the crimson from your hands

No holy water won't cleanse your sins

I hope you made peace with the choice that you made

You been on the run but I'm coming your way

Silver rounds drop down

Over, under, on my shoulder

I pictured this a million times

My mind's played it over and over

With the hell you put me through

I've got nothing left to lose

A ghost on my heels and an empty house

I lost everything and had to skip town

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned

You took his life, why do you get yours?

Silver rounds drop down

Over, under, on my shoulder

I pictured this a million times

Oh, my mind's played it over and over

With the hell you put me through

I've got nothing left to lose

Silver rounds drop down

Over, under, on my shoulder

I pictured this a million times

My mind's played it over and over

With the hell you put me through

I've got nothing left to lose