If I had to fall, it won’t be in your line

I got lots of jealous lovers that all wish they had me back

Got a pistol for a mouth, my old mama gave me that

Making my own road out of gravel and some wine

And if I have to fall then it won’t be in your line

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I’m fine 

Everything was okay today, but I am not feeling okay. I think that when you lose something or someone you care about, you die a little bit inside. I think that it takes a long time to feel okay again.