Reckoning for the Cheater

Strumming softly on a dusty porch,

Thinking 'bout the lies that left a scorch.

A truth too bitter, a lesson too hard,

Time to tell the story, time to stand apart.

He came in late, with a smirk so sly,

Got a cold shoulder and a heavy sigh.

Said he was working, but the nights were long,

Found another one to sing his song.

The whiskey tastes just like the lie,

The mirror’s cracked with a weary eye.

Blame it on the devil, blame it on fate,

But we both know it’s his own mistake.

Oh, you played a game you couldn’t win,

Broke a heart, left me in the dark again.

Don’t blame her—you're the one who lied,

This is your retribution, your hollow pride.

She didn’t make the promises he broke,

She didn’t steal the vows he spoke.

It’s on his shoulders, heavy and black,

A burden he’s not trying to take back.

The cold wind whispers truths so loud,

Breaking through the country clouds.

You sowed deceit, now face the storm,

It’s your mistake that keeps us torn.

Oh, you played a game you couldn’t win,

Broke a heart, left me in the dark again.

Don’t blame her—you're the one who lied,

This is your retribution, your hollow pride.

Slide guitar weeps, moody and slow,

Echoes of the truth that you can’t outgrow.

Faint harmonica touches the air,

Reminding me I’ve been so fair.

So take your blame, and wear it down,

Your own undoing in this town.

A man’s own choices, a lonely fight,

This is your retribution, through the night.