My girl is gone with the wind
And I am blown in million pieces
So tired of love and playing games
Infected by my hate
Says John and looks at himself
In his late great grandma's mirror
Left hand is so very heavy from the weight
Of Smith and from Wesson
Hush Johnny,
Jesus' gonna come here
Find your ass
Long before the police gets you
Wind will keep blowing
Man will keep moaning
Dead river keep on floating
And floating and floating forever
Forever and ever
So Johnny says to himself
- have you really thought this over?
- my god, my impulse tells me so
So I guess I have.
But when she finds that you're gone
And your revenge has been accomplished
You'll burn in hell in all eternity
So really what's the point
But maybe
Jesus' gonna save
Everyone will know
That I did the right thing
Preachers keep on knowing
Sun will keep on glowing
Dead river keep on floating
And floating and floating forever
Forever and ever
I'm so sorry that I left you
I'm sorry that I let you go
Sorry but I have to know
If it's true what they say
That in the end the only
Thing eternal is the death
And the death is forever and ever
