Black & White Picture

i got a black and white picture
 of the man i used to be
 features they all look the same
 but i swear it ain't me
 i was young and always ready
 but i never understood
 some times the things i want
 well them things ain't no good
 her hair was long and curly
 and her eyes sparkled and shined
 and when i walked down the boulavard
 i held her hand in mine
 we were set to marry early next spring
 so i went into town
 and i bought a ring
 when from the pawn shop window
 i couldn't believe my eyes
 there walked my wife to be arm n' arm
 with another guy
 i traded that gold ring
 for a silver .44
 i loaded it right at the counter
 and i walked out the door
 i kept my distance
 as i followed them down
 to a little hotel
 on the wrong side of town
 i waited in the lobby
 while they had their fun
 and when they made their way down the stairs
 i pulled out my gun
 the moment they saw me
 there was fear in their eyes
 i leveled my .44
 and i pulled the trigger twice
 as her and her young lover
 lay bleeding on the stairs
 i turned my gun on everyone
 cause i no longer cared
 i shot the old porter
 and the bell captin too
 the front desk clerk
 and a hotel guest
 all before i was through
 when the gun no longer fired
 i threw it at the rest
 and went and sat down next to my love
 and awaited my arrest
 as the sirens grew louder
 and a crowd gathered round
 i noticed something clenched
 in her fist
 that i hadn't seen till now
 i pryied her fingers open
 wondering what it could be
 when to my horror i saw
 it was a picture of me
 i got a black and white picture
 of the man i used to be
 features they all look the same
 but i swear it ain't me