Lyrics She's Alright - Fashion Jackson, Jam in the Van

She's Alright

She’s alright
No really it was nothing, nevermind
Just ignore the bruise underneath her right eye
She’s fine
She fell down the stairs last night
She can’t sleep, once upon a time he swept her off her feet
Now with bourbon on his breath he hugs his sheets seven days a week
She’s going crazy
It’s for self defense she swears and slips it underneath the mattress
Lights another cigarette as hour after hour passes
He hasn’t come home yet
But he will and when he does
Oh naked on the bed she’ll put a bullet in his gut
She’s dead inside
A vacancy persists behind those eyes
She laughs and smiles she’s coming back to life
Ooo, that’s right
Tonight’s the night
It’s for self defense she smiles and slips it underneath the mattress
Lights another cigarette as hour after hour passes
He hasn’t come home yet but he will and when he does
Oh naked on the bed she’ll put a bullet in his gut
It’s four o clock
She hears his keys stumble round the lock
She can smell his breath across the house it reeks like hell
«Hello 911»
«Tell us your emergency my son»
«She came at me brandishing a gun
I had to do something now it’s done»