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  1. Funeral Guns

From the album Funeral Guns

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Lyrics

That newness is leaving
And he’s lying on his death bed
He knows that he’s forgiven
But it’d be nice to hear her say it

He’s fallen prey to a broken heart
He’s fallen prey to a broken heart
He’s fallen prey to a broken heart

And all of his women
Are busy making their memory books
But none of them are living
They gave that up once they lost their looks

They’ve fallen prey to a broken heart
They’ve fallen prey to a broken heart
They’ve fallen prey to a broken heart

That newness is leaving
And I’m lying on my death bed
I know that I’m forgiven
But it’d be nice to hear him say it

I’ve fallen prey to a broken heart
I’ve fallen prey to a broken heart
I’ve fallen prey to a broken heart
Funeral guns tear me apart
I’ve fallen prey to a broken heart
Funeral guns tear me apart
I’ve fallen prey to a broken heart
Funeral guns tear me apart
Funeral guns tear me apart
Funeral guns tear me apart
Mmm…

Lyrics by B. Hoshaw