Guns
Hey, show’s pretty nice ; They wanna hear more ; They need to think twice ; (so) You’re wrapping your soul ; Start cleaning up; You’re killing a joke ; With your bitter lough; Hey, time to go home ; One to forget ; One for the road ; No ticking clocks ; Bare, out of touch ; The opening chord ; For my wounded match; You’ll have my guns ; You’ll take me down ; You’ll see though the flashing haze ; You’ll hold me down,; to see through my painted face ; You’ll stay around; Hey, it’s all in your head ; Falling in love Falling in hate ; Cause you only chose ; From what you could get ; Your life is a show; And the star’s nearly dead; You’ll have my guns ; You’ll take me down ; You’ll see though the flashing haze ; You’ll hold me down,; to see through my painted face ; You’ll stay around; I’m gonna fight it ; And you’ll keep me close ; Till i’m falling, tired ; Bloodstains will glow ; To the shine of gunpowder ; Cause you’ll stay around.. Around...; 