Bill Mallonee no longer bound

I was drinking with obscurity
The small talk of the town
Yes, she is the silent type
But she'll buy you the next round
Say the word, say the word
So I'll no longer be
No longer bound
Your friendship was my guard
No longer bound
The chains are falling off
Revenge is not a tongue I speak
'Cos the tenses are easily confused
I've seen the devil once or twice
And he did not look like you
I laid down next to you
Asleep in the dark
Enter in the Spirit of the Lord
And I saw how I broke your heart
There are songs of self-pity
There are songs of the forsaken
If this struck your ears that way, my friend
You're sadly mistaken