Stealing Dimes
I'm counting nickels, you're stealing dimes
Fighting for my reasons, paying for your crimes
I'm just counting nickels, while you're stealing dimes
Deep in this no-name town, full of cranks and screws
On top of the filth and the dirt, I'm walking in my boots
Echoes of a shotgun blast, beneath the murderous moon
Looking for redemption, inside your liar's womb
You wish you could be somebody, in those fancy shoes
Chasing down your demons, with those low-down scoundrel blues
I'm counting nickels, you're stealing dimes
A penny for my thoughts, a dollar for your crime
The hounds are on my trail, I haven't slept in two goddamn days
They're sniffing for salvation, I've been dancing on your worthless grave
You wish you could be somebody, in those fancy shoes
Chasing down your demons, with those low-down scoundrel blues
I'm dodging bullets, I'm taking my time
Riding with the devil, spending all of your dimes
You wish you could be somebody, in those fancy shoes
Chasing down your demons, with those low-down scoundrel blues
Now I'm digging holes, you said I better dig two
Revenge belongs to the devil, and the devil says I'm due
Digging holes, better dig up two
Revenge to the devil, give the devil his due
Digging holes, better dig up two
Revenge to the devil, give the devil his due
Fighting for my reasons, paying for your crimes
I'm just counting nickels, while you're stealing dimes
Deep in this no-name town, full of cranks and screws
On top of the filth and the dirt, I'm walking in my boots
Echoes of a shotgun blast, beneath the murderous moon
Looking for redemption, inside your liar's womb
You wish you could be somebody, in those fancy shoes
Chasing down your demons, with those low-down scoundrel blues
I'm counting nickels, you're stealing dimes
A penny for my thoughts, a dollar for your crime
The hounds are on my trail, I haven't slept in two goddamn days
They're sniffing for salvation, I've been dancing on your worthless grave
You wish you could be somebody, in those fancy shoes
Chasing down your demons, with those low-down scoundrel blues
I'm dodging bullets, I'm taking my time
Riding with the devil, spending all of your dimes
You wish you could be somebody, in those fancy shoes
Chasing down your demons, with those low-down scoundrel blues
Now I'm digging holes, you said I better dig two
Revenge belongs to the devil, and the devil says I'm due
Digging holes, better dig up two
Revenge to the devil, give the devil his due
Digging holes, better dig up two
Revenge to the devil, give the devil his due
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Writer(s): Brian Miller
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