The tale of Dusty and Pistol Pete

Dusty screams, through doors and imaginary floors:
"why cant you miss me?"
 
Pistol Pete removes the final breaths from her unkind
and she is shaking
What does this mean in love or in peace?
With you lying next to me
So faithless serene
And she calls to him

"Let the waste cross the ancient trails to you
Far out beneath the sorrow clouds
Let them taste the bitter lost mistake of you
Let them cry out through your rusted scars"