A Well Placed Hole

Come on down pour yourself another pint of courage While I sit around and wait for you to find your claws I would never be the one to have discouraged Such a fine attempt at the art of climbing walls Who would ever thought I'd be the one to finally lose you I never made you out to be an easy mark A simple re-defining of the meaning of lucid A simple matter of the slow extinction of my spark One look, one blow One heart, run low one more...well placed hole... You're a woman of the kind likes to cut men slowly So I never really felt it till you cut my soul Now I'm like a gun that's been cocked and loaded Contemplating the logistics of a well placed hole One look, one blow One heart, run low one more...well placed hole... Did you really ever thing that I would finally do it Did you really think you meant so much I'd lose control I've got a little hint for you my star-crossed lover Come back around here if you're looking for a well placed hole... --- A Well Placed Hole - John Wesley