5 Minutes
(专辑: The Logic Of Chance - 2010)
Each night she lays quivering, shivering here, Asking why she keeps forgiving him, hidden in fear. At work she has a
glistening, driven career, But at home, with one swing of the
fist, it disappears [X2] She dreams of different ways to break from under his noose. It's one thing to see a
path, but it's another to choose it; It's one thing to want to run, but it's another to do it; It's one thing to buy a
gun, but it's another to use it. But buy a
gun she did, and it made her feel good; She told herself if she really had to use it, she would. The
next night, drunk at the
end of the
bed he stood. She said she'd take it no more and she prayed he understood. But he didn't take to kindly to being put in his place; She fled after the
first blow and of course he gave chase. She sat hunched, holding a
gun, praying she wasn't pursued, But when the
door swung a
route, he found her to shoot. She watched in awe as his power cascaded on the
floor. It wasn't long before police came bursting through the
door, In store, a
new prison, enforced by the
law, And she let out a
whisper with the
strength of a
roar. For the
bad times, I
wish you'd just admit and Never cast a
shadow across my bed; But for the
good times, I
wish you five minutes In heaven before the
devil knows you're dead. [X2] Each night she lays quivering, shivering there. I
wonder how we came to live in unforgiving despair. I
find myself given the
delivering stares, As the
smell of Glenfiddich starts sieving the
air. [X2] As the
bullet flew towards me I
swear time stood still. I
felt every single emotion that a
man could feel; How did I
get here? How could this even be real? How could I
become a
person that a
loved one could kill? It wasn't always this way; I
once saw love in those eyes That now just despise and chastise all my lies, My sarcastic replies, each new drunken guise, And first of all these heavy hands which surmised her demise. There was a
time when we never thought the
honeymoon would end; She was my wife, my lover, confident and my friend, But it seems these days, happiness can depend On financial stability and the
need to contend. But I
make no excuse; I
let it get this way. Other people live their lives on the
minimum wage, I
was the
one that couldn't cope and let it turn to rage; Now I'm looking down the
barrel, playing against the
game. For the
bad times, I
cannot be acquitted or Let off as the
bullet enters my head. But for the
good times, I
wish for 5
minutes in Heaven before the
devil knows I'm dead. [X2] Before the
devil knows I'm dead.