Frankie And Johnny

Frankie and Johnny were lovers
At least thats what Frankie thought
Shed work in the sun dreaming of all the fun
Of running without getting caught
Johnny would come home at midnight
Smelling of smokes and cheap wine
Ready to show her the back of his hand
Incase she talks out of line
Frankies crying for Johnny to lay still
While Johnnys heart bleeds like a pistol

And though Frankie lets him mistreat her
He nurses her black eyes to sleep
Through all the ways he shows hatred
There still is a love that runs deep
Sometimes Frankie wonders why take all this pain?
I could leave any day any time
Then Johnny calls home leaves a time on the phone
That hes coming with a bottle of wine
Frankies crying for Johnny to lay still
While Johnnys heart bleeds like a pistol

But Johnny comes late back to her house
The bottle of wine is all gone
He bulges his eyes and flattens his fists
Says Ill teach you to speak in that tone
And after his tears stain the carpet
While the blood that aint his stains his head
All he wants to do is destroy himself
But ends up breaking her instead
Frankies crying for Johnny to lay still
While Johnnys heart bleeds like a pistol

He thinks back to old Johnny senior
The tyrant that tattered his face
Grew up in a mist that as showered in fists
And moved out when he found a cheap place
Frankies story aint much better
She just couldnt know
How to make ways in relationships
Before the first punch was thrown
Frankies crying for Johnny to lay still
While Johnnys heart bleeds like a pistol

Frankie and Johnny were lovers
Frankie and Johnny were weights
Holding down paper that cannot escape
With a signature signed to their fate
Frankies crying for Johnny to lay still
While Johnnys heart bleeds like a pistol

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