Snakecharmer Smoking Gun
She said I'm just a creature of comfort
I got me nothing to lose
You got to reach out
And take what you long for
Like you've got something to prove
Take all your chances don't let them fade away
You got to cut to the chase
Live for the moment
There's nothing to fear
Except for fear itself
But she left me high dry and broken
With a smoking gun
Tongue tied and wasted
Like a fool on the run
She left me
High dry and broken with a smoking gun
High dry and down to the bone
Washed up and left all alone
With a smoking gun
Now one day's just like another
Find me no pleasure without pain
Learned me my lesson but I know down deep
Can't wait to do it again
Take all your chances
Don't let them fade away
You got to cut to the chase
Seize tight the moment
You've got nothing to fear
Except for fear itself
