[Intro- violins, steel slide, guitar] [Verse 1 – Acoustic guitar, raw and slow] We came up rough, torn hands and fight scars, Cold nights, one coat, starin’ at broken stars. Me and my blood, we clawed our way through, Used that hell to build a dream or two. I had a job, a name, life in full swing, Fast cars, big lights — didn’t need a damn thing. 'Til I saw her leanin’ on a friend’s regret, Dark hair, pale smile — I ain’t forgot her yet. [Chorus – haunting steel guitar slides in] Her name was Heroin, and she kissed like sin, Wrapped around my soul, dug her needles in. It wasn’t love — it was a funeral dress, And every high came with a deeper mess. Ain’t no savin’, no last dance, no cure, She don’t let go, that’s one thing sure. I ain’t wonderin’ if I’ll lose the fight — With her, you don’t die fast... You die every night. [Verse 2 – pick up pace, bluesy twang] She don’t scream, she don’t shout, She just whispers when the lights go out. Said it was once — just take the edge away, But that was twelve damn years and one lost soul today. Watched brothers fall, watched lovers run, Watched my own damn shadow hide from the sun. Told myself I had control, But she don't trade — she just takes your soul. [Chorus – heavier instrumentation, more desperate vocal delivery] Her name was Heroin, and she kissed like sin, Wrapped around my soul, dug her needles in. It wasn’t love — it was a slow, cold burn, Every time I left, I found a way to return. Ain’t no promises, no better days, She’s the silence when the music fades. I ain’t wonderin’ if I’ll make it out — She don’t let go, She just waits you out. [Bridge – stripped down, spoken-style delivery] I remember who I was before she walked in. Strong back, clean hands, proud of my kin. But she don’t care ‘bout who you used to be... She only cares that you never leave. [Final Chorus – quiet, solemn delivery with soft harmonies] Her name was Heroin, she don’t wear chains, But you’ll feel ‘em rattle when she calls your name. Ain’t no prayer that brings you peace, Just one long ride where the pain don’t cease. And I ain’t hopin’ she’ll ever set me free — ‘Cause I know now what she does to me. This ain’t a story where the cowboy rides... This is the one where the good man dies.
