Gold

Got a tattoo of a snake and a ski mask on my face, but I woke up in a ditch behind the Stop 'n Go.

Lying in the weeds with a bullet in my gut, watching dollar bills fly away in the dust.

Now the sun's sinking down, spilling gold on the ground, but I'm going out tonight, out past the last lights of town.

There was a girl with dark eyes and hair shining black.

It ran like a river wild down her back.