Lyrics: Get Your Guns

Two summers with the light on Too tired to fall asleep Too dumb to keep your clothes on Too cynical to speak Is there any wonder why I bother? Hanging round to take the pain Is there any wonder why I bother? Hanging round for you to feel the same 'Cause in my world I couldn't wait Turn you round to your face For a time For a place to do you wrong So get your guns Her picture in your pocket Her memory at your door Too tired to unlock it Too scared to ask for more Is there any wonder why I bother? Hanging round to take the pain Is there any wonder why I bother? Coming down for you to fix the blame 'Cause in my world I couldn't wait Turn you round to your face For a time For a place to do you wrong So get your guns Yeah Run Yeah Yeah Is there any wonder why I bother? Hanging round to take the pain Is there any wonder why I bother? Hanging round for you to feel the same 'Cause in my world I couldn't wait Turn you round to your face For a time For a place to do you wrong So get your guns So get your gun So get your gun So get your gun