Echo of a Heavy Slamming Door
This smoking gun will tell the story of a lonesome, broken heart
The likes of which won’t testify again
It began innocently
To the drunken rage you see
And it’s ending with the echo of a heavy slamming door
Oh I wake up to happy sunshine, oh God I hate it so
I take it out on every thing I see
Where it comes from can’t be denied and me 9 millimeter don’t lie
But I blew it, I can’t believe it, I’m falling down again
And if you look hard you will see the pain of a history
It’s painted like a masterpiece in a scrapbook filled with misery
But I digress and it’s getting late
I can tell by the bored look upon your face
But I’ve got to speak my peace, I’ve got the right
My love is hard to find, what I got I keep mine
When you’ve been robbed blind all your life you hold on hard and you hold on tight
So I do, now I gotta go but there’s one thing you gotta know
You end up walking when you cannot afford the ride
And I’ve got a heart ache to hide