Pistolas Al Amanecer

My loneliness wakes up early sometimes
Gets up before I do
And leaves breakfast in bed for me
From her side of the mattress
She arranges the memories
Collects firewood if it's April
If her cousin sadness comes to visit me
She swears she prays for me

But some nights, executioners
I challenge her to a duel without faith
We both choose godfathers
And guns at dawn
Some nights I get tired
I challenge her to a duel without faith
We both choose godfathers
And guns at dawn

My loneliness wears high heels
I don’t know if I measure up
I make plans wrapped around her waist
Which is comfort and destruction
My pet when it rains
Buddy in the booze
She has a picnic with my skinny tears
While she dries my sweat

But some nights, executioners
I challenge her to a duel without faith
We both choose godfathers
And guns at dawn
Some nights I get tired
I challenge her to a duel without faith
We both choose godfathers
And guns at dawn

And at the hour of the stakes
When the future presses
I ask her if she’ll take care of me when I’m old
And she doesn’t know what to say
But some nights, executioners
I challenge her to a duel without faith
We both choose godfathers
And guns at dawn

Some nights I get tired
I challenge her to a duel without faith
We both choose godfathers
And guns at dawn
And guns at dawn
And guns, at dawn