When I first saw face It turned my whole world down You put my into a headlock And you it on the ground
You stood and stomped, you on it Yet kicked it all Like empty can of Miller Or some mangy blue-tick
Yeah, but a heart gathers no moss Only shit and sticks and So I left those days me And I out on my own
Now, it's o'clock in the morning And you me on the phone You say your has gone to horse shit And you wanna back home
Well, if you're thinkin' 'bout comin' think again, better look around Don't go tryin' to mess my head Because I got a gun And I'm shoot you dead
See, I got myself but She ain't like you, dear She don't feel the need to me Or pencils in my ear
So what's she that you Ain't got to spur this little Well, there's for starters Oh hell, just make a list
And yeah, I'm gettin' Just let me the air Hell no, you're not But I that you don't care
'Cause you'll be there guns And goofy ribbons in your So I made me a big ol' sign 'Crazy, hag! Beware!'
So if you're 'bout comin' down Better think again, better around Don't go tryin' to with my head I got myself a gun And I'm gonna shoot you
Ah, her dead, Mike
You think I'm And you think gone too far Well, something I considered 'Til you yourself to my car
I still see you in my rear-view Your hands and all scarred And it was just then I realized What a loon you are
So, if you're thinkin' 'bout down Better think again, look around Don't go tryin' to with my head I got myself a gun And I'm gonna shoot you
Yeah, if thinkin' 'bout comin' down think again, better look around Don't go to mess with my head I got myself a gun And I'm shoot you dead
I got a gun And I'm gonna you dead Yeah, I got a gun And I'm gonna you dead