Johnnie Pane
some claim
was insane
he lived on the edge
went drinking every night
loved to start a fight
then watch as hell exploded.
Some girls liked his attitude
ones with no brains
he enjoyed being rude
cause he had no clue
as to how to treat them
other than put them down
inflict pain and heartache
that was his fame.
He carried a gun
made him feel tough
never looked in a mirror
knew he was rough
and inside he was cold
letting nothing come close
’til one night
his world was sliced open
didn’t see the knife
felt the blade being twisted
screamed out his name
pain.
