Текст песни The Stenographer

I got in a fight with the stenographer Afterwards she read me like a book I had tried to get along with her But my temperment was quickly overlooked On the weekends we can Sneak into this courtroom And she'll offer me some sort of bargain-plea Yeah, Smith and Wesson Jr. was the son of a gun He pressed his nose up to my head Yeah, I was sweating bullets but I dodged the one That was not as much sweat as was lead Oh, I still love you Oh, I still love you Though I know that you want me dead And when I turn my other cheek I'll beg and I'll plead At this time, you might just kiss it instead 'Cause this is my story And like the glue on the binding I'm sticking to it If you wanna implore me To change my tune, well I just won't do it 'Cause this is my story And like the glue on the binding I'm sticking to it If you wanna implore me To change my tune, well I just won't do it