Lyrics Fiction Family

Fiction Family

Betrayal

I don't remember much about that night

I'm pretty sure it rained the day I died

I think it rained

I think it rained

I'm pretty sure it rained the day I died

You and I were always closet friends

It's women that make enemies of men

A pretty face, a pretty face,

A pretty face would one day do me in

Her eyes were like the winter when she goes

Holding secrets only winter knows

And winter knows, winter knows

Winter's seen the wolves in women's clothes

She came to me in middle afternoon

We held each other close the whole night through

And love was blind, love was blind

I never saw her let you in the room

Someone always wins

And then they write a book

I sing my defense

Fingering a different crook

A gun shot was the only word you said

And all of my defenses came out red

Love was red, love was red

She left with you

You left me lying dead

So I watched her as you put me in the dirt

She had my wallet tucked inside her skirt

And I went numb, I went numb

So I'm not dead if what you did don't hurt