Letra de The Stenographer (Demo)
I got in a fight with a stenographer Afterwards she read me like a book I have tried to get along with her But my temperament was quickly overlookedOn the weekends we can Sneak into this courtroom And you'll offer me Some sort of bargain pleaYeah, Smith and Weston Jr. was a son of a gun He pressed his nose up to my head. Yeah, I was sweatin' bullets but I dodged the one That was not as much sweat as was lead.Oh I still love you Oh I sitll love you Though I know you Want me deadAnd when I turn my other cheek Though I'll beg and I'll plea But this time You might just kiss it insteadThis is my story And like the glue on the binding I'm sticking to itIf you want to implore me To change my tune Well I just won't do itThis is my story And like the glue on the binding I'm sticking to itIf you want to implore me To change my tune Well I just won't do it