The Stenographer (Demo)

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 temperament was quickly overlooked. On the weekends we can Sneak into this courtroom And you'll offer me some sort of bargain plea. Yeah, Smith and Weston (Wesson) Jr. was a son of a gun He pressed his nose up to my head. Yeah, I was sweatin' 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, Although I know that you want me dead. And when I turn my other cheek I will beg and I'll plead That 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.