You gave me your word, then you took your word back
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Where once I had faith now all I see is black
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Black seeing black
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I gave you up rather than giving in
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Where once there was virtue, it's fallen to sin
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Black seeing black
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You gave me your word
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Then you flew like a bird
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Never looking back
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You can run, you can try
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But you won't get away this time
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You played me for a fool, in your heart you had deceit
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I made you up inside my mind, when finally you I meet
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You had turned black turning black
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I never could have seen how you'd shoot that 44
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You hit me right below the shoulder, I fell to the floor
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I'm on my back, on my back
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You shot me with your gun
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Then you run, run, run, run
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Never looking back
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You can run into the street
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My tire tracks you will soon meet
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And if you run into the woods
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I'll chop you down just like a tree
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I rolled into town from years spent in my sleep
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The word that the people held was that your price is cheap
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Your price is cheap, price is cheap
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The house with the red light on and fancy decor
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You built your new life hastily so now I find you poor
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I find you poor, find you poor
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The sheriff found you out
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There is guaranteed no doubt
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You ain't coming back
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We watched you catch a railroad car
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That didn't get you very far
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And when you finally met your match
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We watched you kiss the railroad tracks
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Black seeing black
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Ballad Of Miss Kate
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Matt Costa |