I Shot Your F****t Horse Bitch

Hello, hello, yes, it's me again
It's been awhile, I'm not here to amend
I came with a little surprise

I would have loved to see your face
When old Flicka got a slug in his ticker- his ticker- his ticker
You had a point, now I'm beating a dead one
Confessions made with a smile

I shot your faggot horse, bitch
I shot your faggot horse, bitch
I shot your faggot horse, bitch, bitch

I shot your faggot horse, bitch
I shot your faggot horse, bitch
I shot your faggot horse, bitch

Now it's too late and now it's too late
Now it's too late and now it's too late

Remember the pact we made, of course you do
Now I know you're worth intentions to follow through
Did you forget to keep control

Now you have the time (the time), to wonder why
The choice was made and old Trigger, he had to die
Is all this grief taking its toll
(Good)

I shot your faggot horse, bitch (I shot)
I shot your faggot horse, bitch (I shot)
I shot your faggot horse, bitch, bitch (I shot)

I shot your faggot horse, bitch (and now it's too late) (I shot)
I shot your faggot horse, bitch (I shot)
I shot your faggot horse, bitch (and now it's too late) (I shot)

I shot down your fucking horse, bitch (I shot, I shot, I shot, I shot)
I shot down your horse (I shot, I shot)
I shot down your fucking horse, bitch (I shot, I shot, I shot, I shot)
I shot down your horse (I shot, I shot)