Daddy's Little Shotgun Girl

He came in a little after two.
The smell of sin and whiskey in the air,
A slight musk of salt from a one night hussy.
She gave him a chance,
He gave her blank looks and flat answers
So down came the shotgun,
Pointed and aimed straight.
Two quick shots to the ceiling,
One long shot to the heart
'Cause Daddy taught her well.
"The only good heart is a quiet heart
All the rest only leave you broken."
She didn't forget what he said.
And Little girls don't miss
When there's a shot of pain in the glass
And revenge on her breath.