Shoot Your Gun

                                  Spin me some sad story 

sell me some excuse

to help me understand the things you do

'cause the way you treat your lovers

well I just can't relate

well where'd you learn to shoot your gun so straight?



oh baby won't you cry?

show me there are some tears behind your eyes

oh baby won't you cry?

show me there's a hurt behind your eyes



once you had a reason

and once you had a place

you had it all and laid it all to waste

and I know you hate to need us

but why'd you need to hate?

and where'd you learn to shoot without restraint?



oh baby won't you cry?

you cut yourself so let me see you bleed

oh baby won't you cry?

cry for all the things you'll never be



don't you see your father?

don't you feel the love?

don't you see your brother?

don't you feel the love?

well could you be a mother

could you ever find the love?

that you would not place yourself above



oh baby won't you cry?

show me there are some tears behind your eyes

oh baby won't you cry?

why'd you have to kill to feel alive?

why'd you have to kill to feel alive?

why'd you have to kill to feel alive?