Cottonwood Firing Squad
Crooked Gun
She only talks in tongues
With a mouth like a crooked gun
Fuckin' up is in my blood
As if the past ain't bad enough

I am the wolf and you are
My worst fucking nightmare
You are the belts that bind me and
Tie me down to electric chairs
I am the wolf with eyes for a house made of brick
I am the wolf but I'm okay with it

Set fire to the end of my rope
Give me a reason to let go
One more drink before I go
Like another deer caught in my glow
Caught in my glow

I am the wolf and you are
My worst fucking nightmare
You are the belts that bind me and
Tie me down to electric chairs
I am the wolf with eyes for a house made of brick
I am the wolf but I'm okay with it