The Dirty Truth

This can't be good, my baby's got that look again
 Like he's about to come undone, grab his gun and count to ten
 I'm in the line of fire, he's shooting sparks like a live wire
 My love's grown old so he wants to throw my soul to the coals & fire
 I've been careful where I'm treading,
 Dreading the road that's ahead
 He's depending on it ending with me winding up dead
 He's up for raising hell
 In his mind, I've been tried and ruled untrue
 But he'll be the first to hit the ground
 That's the low down
 The dirty truth
 I've tried to let it slide but he's defined by his foolish pride
 He's in deep, he can't eat
 I've tried to creep out while he's asleep
 If he can't have me then no one will
 But what he doesn't know is that I'd rather shoot
 Than be killed
 This can't be good, my baby's got that look again
 I've just watched him come undone, grab his gun and he's three from ten
 I've been wrestling with confessing but it's a blessing
 that there's no proof
 But I just shot my baby down
 And that's the low down
 The Dirty Truth