I Hate Myself For Loving

She Had Bullets In Her Eyes And They Fired.

Remember When You're Out There Trying To Heal The Sick, That You Must Always First Forgive Them.

Fearing Not That I'd Become My Enemy In The Instant That I Preach

Well The Deputy Walks On Hard Nails And The Preacher Rides A Mount, But Nothing Really Matters Much It's Doom Alone That Counts.

I Once Loved A Girl, Her Skin It Was Bronze With The Innocence Of A Lamb, She Was Gentle Like A Fawn I Courted Her Proudly But Now She Is Gone Gone As The Season She's Taken