Hard Man

      
I love a hard man with all his swagger
all piss and guts  
I feel most alive living on the edge of him  
   
the gravel in a man's growl  
tells me when I'm fucking him just right  
sure I'm just a whore what does it matter?  
he'll never forget me  
no, not even when he's done with me  
   
I'll leave a mark  
see it's my brand of crazy that does it
even a hard man has a heart  
something bout me will make him want to save me  
demons chase us both  
   
he knows all about demons  
they stare him down a barrel of whiskey    
when he pulls the trigger    
amber liquor soaked memories talk  
   
he's most comfortable in the cum and blood of me  
he fills my womb with the sin of him  
buries his guilt and a lifetime worth of regret deep inside  
and he knows I'll keep it for him  
when he wants to take it back and look at it for a while  
I am the keeper of his dreams and nightmares  
   
he thinks one day he'll buy a ranch
turn me loose there    
a wild mustang meant to run the outlands  
settle me down a little, keep me safe
but he knows there really is no such place    
not for me or him  
   
feral dogs of war we are  
comfortable in the shit    
and it stains our minds  
the truth and lies of it all  
   
yeah I love a hard man  
with fire in the belly  
and death in the eyes  
he's a reflection of myself