Telle - Whiskey for the Soul lyrics

I've used your trust for target practice I used your lust to fulfill mine The buzzards pick at names I used to know But my path is set and I will die alone! You should have ran me out when you had the chance! But now I'm here to stay The man in black said boy don't take your guns to town But I've never been one to listen to reason This heart, these hands of treason I gave my soul to this steel Because a dead man feels no guilt Gave purpose to the lifeless To fill what can't be filled I'll peak through broken fingers Attempt to slant my view Amazed by their indifference Though I knew just what they'd do They'll leave a hole in your chest Before they lay you to rest This town will never be the same I've used your trust for target practice I used your lust to fulfill mine But I'm not ready To take the credit for the work that they've done The work that they've done It was the guns, it was the guns So wipe their stain from off my hands and see what they have done It was the guns, it was the guns So wipe their stain from off my hands and see what they have done I can feel them start to betray I can feel them start to aim this way