When I saw your face It turned my world upside down You put my heart into a And you threw it on the
You and stomped, you stepped on it Yet kicked it all Like some can of Miller Or some mangy blue-tick
Yeah, but a rolling gathers no moss Only shit and and stones So I left those days me And I out on my own
Now, three o'clock in the morning And you me on the phone You say life has gone to horse shit And you wanna come back
Well, if you're 'bout comin' down think again, better look around Don't go tryin' to mess my head I got myself a gun And I'm shoot you dead
See, I got another but She ain't nothin' like you, She don't feel the need to me Or pencils in my ear
So she have that you Ain't got to this little tryst? Well, there's for starters Oh hell, just make a list
And yeah, I'm gettin' let me clear the air Hell no, not invited But I know you don't care
you'll be there with guns And ribbons in your hair So I me a big ol' sign says 'Crazy, hag! Beware!'
So if you're 'bout comin' down Better think again, better look go tryin' to mess with my head Because I got a gun And I'm gonna you dead
Ah, shoot her dead,
You think I'm And you I've gone too far Well, something I considered 'Til you yourself to my car
I see you in my rear-view mirror Your and face all scarred And it was then that I realized a loon you really are
So, if you're thinkin' 'bout comin' Better think again, look around Don't go tryin' to mess with my Because I got a gun And I'm gonna you dead
Yeah, if you're thinkin' 'bout down Better think again, 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 shoot you