Tim Easton - Tragedy Bound

I am tragedy bound
Locked and loaded, filed down
Everything I loved is under the ground
I can't see still for shaking but there's no one to hold me down
I am, I am tragedy bound

She was New York City bound
Young and hungry, strong and sound
Nothing behind her holding her down
She was much too tired of being small-town
She was, she was New York City bound

He was criminal bound
Blind and tired, totally strung-out
Down at the bottoms where no mercy is allowed
Found himself a stranger in the wrong part of town
He was, he was criminal bound

Now they were dark street alley bound
He took her money and he asked her to lay down
When she refused him the knife came out
He didn't want to hurt her but she called his name out loud
Jesus, Jesus was dark street alley bound

Now I am tragedy bound
Locked and loaded, filed down
Off to find this man in the devil's town
I can't see still for shaking but there's no one to hold me down
I am, I am, I am, yes I am
Well, I am tragedy bound