Russian Roulette Cowboy Killer

In this one-room dive,the fan won’t spin right
A half-empty whiskey bottle circlin’ the table in plain sight I heard the lies before I heard her boots hit the floor Every alibi stacked up like shells on the boards She laughed at my name like it tasted like smoke Then she tucked that grin in and let the whole room choke
I saw the truth in the mirror by the busted old sink
Now the cards on the table got too much to think
Her boots on the floorboards, her silence so mean
A scar on her cheek like a fresh-handled scheme
She took her shots to the face and she never moved back.Just tipped that bottle and kept her cards in the stack I tried to reach for the door, but the latch was broke
And the air got thick as a bad man’s joke
She said, “You wanted a game, now finish the line”
Then the whole room tightened like a noose made of time
[Half-whispered]
Table’s marked, walls are close Every breath feels like a loaded ghost She smiled once, then the room went bare Ain’t a saint in here, just a chair and a stare [Shouted]Spin! Spin! Let it decide!
One last lie and the truth don’t hide!
When that bottle falls, there’s nowhere to run
Just her cold little grin and the damage done
Half-empty bottle scar on the label spinning like steel on this cracked oak table
Playing Russian roulette with your lipstick lies
every drag on your filter puts a hole in my mind
Playing Russian roulette with a half-empty whiskey bottle spinning ‘round the table, dare me just to stay another night Playing Russian roulette with your lies and your alibis
taking shots to the face, you load ‘em up, I never ask why Yeah, she shot those rounds
she’s a cowboy killer Click of your heel cold as a chamber you lean in and laugh like I’m loving the danger You say “one more drink”
that’s your favorite tell every kiss on my mouth
is a shell from your belt
[Bridge][Beat drops, vocal almost a whisper]
Heart on the table hands in the air You pull the trigger like a prayer If this is the last one
I still lean in One more spin one more spin
Half-empty whiskey bottle spinning wild on the table Every turn feels loaded
every glance unstable We’re laughing like we’re fearless but my hands won’t stay still
She smiles like a warning like she dares me to get killed
We’re playing Russian roulette with the lies and alibis pull the truth like a trigger every time I look in her eyes Taking shots to the face till the whole room starts to blur She fired every round in my chest she’s a cowboy killer
yeah, she’s a cowboy killer (oh yeah)

Lipstick on the rim
same shade on my collar
She says, “Baby, you’re forgiven”
as she takes my last dollar
Her kiss tastes like danger
cheap smoke and cherry wine
She leaves her mark on everything
then swears it isn’t mine

We’re playing Russian roulette with the lies and alibis
pull the truth like a trigger every time I look in her eyes
Taking shots to the face till the whole room starts to blur
She fired every round in my chest
she’s a cowboy killer

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