La Llorona - Mark Eitzel

La Llorona knew love

Her heart spilled like wine

Her laugh could shatter glass

Always brought the real good time

But she loved her men too much

And they loved to misbehave

She was the lightning strike

That makes the thunder brave

But if you shine too bright

You vanish in the glare

You lose your light

Like you were never there

She was lost in love

Lost and found

The faggot, the junkie

The runaround

She let one use her to hide behind

Let one use her to hide his pain

Let one use her just for fun

To be a pawn in everyone’s game

And that turned her dreams to ash

Like a footprint on the moon

Shattered dreams don’t fade

In a desecrated tomb

That’s when the tears started

Tears that can’t be outrun

When you’re so brokenhearted

You’re holding the gun

Love is the blood

Where you drown

The faggot, the junkie

The runaround

Love is the blood

Where you drown

The faggot, the junkie

The runaround

Now the curses of the dead

Pour down La Llorona’s cheeks

They stare out from her face

Like stars beyond reach

Her hands hold the blade

Her eyes the long abyss

Her tears the serenade

For those who taste her kiss

Love is the blood

Where you drown

The faggot, the junkie

The runaround

Love was all

She ever found

The faggot, the junkie

The runaround