Buenas Noches from a Lonely Room

She wore red dresses with her black shining hair Yes, she had my baby and caused me to care Then coldly she left me to suffer and cry Yes, she wore red dresses and told such sweet lies I never knew him, but he took her away On my knees like a madman for vengeance I prayed 'Til the pain and the anger destroyed my weak mind Yes, she wore red dresses and left the wounded behind I searched 'til I found them, then I cursed at the sight Of their sleeping shadows in the cold neon light In the dark morning hour, I placed the gun to her head Yes, she wore red dresses, but now she lay dead