Dallas Coulda Been a Beatdown

I see those Dallas city lights
High up on this flight
I know he’s down below
Mama said, “Pick and choose your fights”
Brings a tear to my eyes
Cause this hurt Ima bring real slow

Aw, this earth that we walk
Is filled with so much talk
And I wonder if he knows, yes I’m close

I told myself I’d never stalk him
But now our paths are crossing
I can see the knife against his throat

In my mind I’m gonna keep it clean
Lying here staring at the ceiling
And I could be that force of reckoning
Does he know? Do you think he knows?
Dallas coulda been a beatdown

Now my driver’s rolling up
She ain’t answering her phone
I put the address above this lighted match
Yeah, I could orchestrate that slaying
Then numb myself with praying
Wash the blood clean off my hands

I won’t be the instigator
Leave my revenge at the stage door
Make peace with all that’s gone down

Yes he’s got enough that haunts him
Demons already stalk him
In just a few hours I am leaving town

Does he know? Do you think he knows?
Dallas coulda been a beatdown
Dallas coulda been a beatdown