Shotgun to the back of my heart, I don't turn around to see who let one ring out Said you'll never do me wrong? Guess we see how that plays out Is it true? Is it true?
Massacre Bodies arriving every day Look at those shells you heard Picking the bones up along the way Let it ring out Let it ring out Let it ring out Let it ring out
Sharpshooter in my backyard Killed a small boy once, never told no one If it wasn't for my shotgun, he'd be alive and I'd be halfway, to heaven Instead of sitting in the dark, going through hell you should've been here Wish you had been here
Massacre Bodies arriving every day Look at those shells you heard Picking the bones up along the way Let it ring out Let it ring out Let it ring out Let it ring out
Shotgun to the back of my heart, I don't turn around to see who let one ring out
Literally hiding, questioning Am I all I pretend to be? I doubt it, I doubt it Literally hiding, questioning Am I all I pretend to be? I doubt it, I doubt it
