The Hearse

Nobody saw, oh nobody saw what Johnny saw Nobody thought, oh nobody thought What Johnny thought Nobody knows, nobody knows What Johnny knows Only Johnny knows, what I've done No one is talking bout anyone else but Johnny Until the day Johnny had no clue What I could do If you were in my shoes, you'd do it, too If you were in my shoes, you'd do it, too No theres no other start, my mind's ripped apart My hearts gone dry, since the day you died Theres something to be said About articles of death, burning in the breeze I didn't mean to do it, the devil made me do And as Johnny came through it, there was nothing to it I got a bad stain, and I've got a bunch of pain There was no other way