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 it all around Like some can of Miller Or some mangy blue-tick
Yeah, but a rolling heart gathers no shit and sticks and stones So I left those days me And I out on my own
Now, it's three in the morning And you call me on the You say life has gone to horse shit And you wanna come back
Well, if thinkin' 'bout comin' down think again, better look around Don't go tryin' to mess with my I got myself a gun And I'm gonna shoot you
See, I got myself but She ain't like you, dear She don't feel the to slap me Or stick in my ear
So what's she that you Ain't got to spur this little Well, there's sanity for Oh hell, I'll just make a
And yeah, I'm gettin' Just let me the air Hell no, not invited But I that you don't care
'Cause you'll be there with And goofy ribbons in your So I made me a big ol' says 'Crazy, hag! Beware!'
So if thinkin' 'bout comin' down Better think again, better look go tryin' to mess with my head Because I got a gun And I'm shoot you dead
Ah, shoot her dead,
You I'm overreacting And you think gone too far Well, something I considered 'Til you tied to my car
I still see you in my mirror hands and face all scarred And it was just then that I a loon you really are
So, if thinkin' 'bout comin' down Better again, better look around Don't go to mess with my head Because I got a gun And I'm gonna you dead
Yeah, if you're thinkin' comin' down think again, better look around Don't go tryin' to with my head Because I got 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