My Widow Lyrics

Love songs only bring me down.
As depressing as her wedding gown.
Folded in the corner, with a locket that he bought her,
it feels like he�s still around.
If the sky isn�t blue, I never know what to do,
I always feel the need to leave town.
This years been tough, here in Cedar Neck Bluff,
my front door has got 3 chains.
I worry about this, and I worry about that,
I never get to sing in the rain.

But there�s always one,
bullet left in the gun.
Oh yes, there�s always one.

The fortune-teller she was right.
How I wish my heart could change.
It makes me shiver in the night, like a mouse in a fight,
I�m better off trying to love the pain.
So I run up my card, until I fall off the bar,
and my girlfriend starts to feel ashamed.
It ain�t right but in the night, while she sleeps she likes to fight,
and I wake up all black and blue.
She says to tie her up, I say don�t worry love,
I was born restless too.

And there�s always one,
bullet left in the gun.
Oh yes, there�s always one,
bullet left in the gun.
Oh yes, there�s always one.

I�m sorry to say, that I�m no help.
I�m sorry to say, he is gone.
I�m sorry to say, you�ve lost me too.

Now she�s getting ready to go.
Holding a letter and a long stem rose.
I zip her dress in the back, as she paints her eyes black,
wipes the lipstick from her teeth real slow.
She always comes back a mess, with mascara on her dress,
and all the grace of a new widow.
If I give a little, give a little, give a little more,
can I ever make her feel the same?
She worries about this, and she worries about that,
before the war she used to sing in the rain.

But there�s always one,
bullet left in the gun.
Oh yes, there�s always one,
bullet left in the gun.
Oh yes, there�s always one