If Words Were Bullets

I stole a car
In my head
Just to give a friend a lift
Up the coast, somewhere close, to save him

I robbed a bank
Just for love
To give to those who don't have much
Here's the cash
Buy life back
I'll take the heat'

But something's still wrong with me
I'll be waiting for something remarkable
I'll keep listening, oh, with my ear to the wall
Can you help me?
Cuz' I
I
Am a dangerous thing

If words were bullets, in a gun
I probably would have killed someone
And I'd just be another famous outlaw

I'd sell myself, for a piece of bread
I'm tired, tired of all of it
Could use a break, a holiday
Far, far from me

So bring on a symphony
I'll be waiting for something remarkable
I'll keep listening, oh, with my ear to the wall
Can you help me?
Cuz' I
I
Am a dangerous thing

Aha, coming for me (coming for me)
Aha, coming for me (coming for me)
Coming for me

Oh, with my ear to the wall
I'll be waiting for something remarkable
I'll keep listening, oh, with my ear to the wall
Can you help me?
Cuz' I
I
Am a dangerous thing