These words are a loaded gun
Each bullet I write is ready to take flight
Hope you close your eyes and put this to your head

I hope they blow you away tonight

Excuse me while I realize

This selfish dream that I call mine
I'm still sleeping


Are you listening?
Are you hearing me?
Every single sound

And frequency?
The perfect pitch
The perfect tune

This hurts me more than it hurts you

These words are a hammer in my hand

Heavy with my failed ambition
Watch as I swing and break and smash your heart
Beyond all recognition


It's not enough to spill your guts
So, my jugular is cut

I'm still bleeding

Are you listening?

Are you hearing me?
Every single sound
And frequency?

The perfect pitch
The perfect tune
This hurts me more than it hurts you


Didn't your mother ever tell you
Don't ever play with guns?

Didn't your father ever teach you
Stand clear when the hammer's swung
Didn't your mother ever tell you

Don't ever play with guns?
Didn't your father ever teach you
Stand clear when the hammer's swung


We should have listened
We should have listened

We should have listened
And learned our lesson