I'm sorry I don't wanna know who you are

Curiosity leaves when you take this job

I'm just keeping the peace with a hole inside

But a bag full of money can be easy on the eyes, yeah

Oh, you've got your soul, I've got my aim

Hey, I'm not quick to die

So I take aim

To want the life that I'm paid to take away

I'm tired of wasting time

I put my gun to the money 'cause it feels so right

You had your goals working out the holes in your life

But you can't build bridges if you lighten them on fire, yeah

Oh, I've got your soul now

Hey, I'm not quick to die

So I take aim

To want the life that I'm paid to take away

Hold your tongue, he'll treat you right

You gotta play this game or he'll take you off tonight

I tell myself

Hold your tongue, he'll treat you right

You gotta play this game or he'll take you off tonight

I tell myself

Hold your tongue, he'll treat you right

You gotta play this game or he'll take you off tonight

I'm afraid I got you right where I want you

Now your time is running out

Now your time is running out

Your time is running out