There's a fire in the sky burning holes through an innocent soul and the smoke goes black

Red dot pressed up against the mind of a saint from the sinner, pop offs that you can't take back

Bullets for words shooting off of my tongue

Oh, Lord, oh, what have I done?

The funny thing is

The funny thing is

You're only someone when somebody kills you

A murder scene leave her dead and gone

Lift your head to the sky, baby, you know time keeps on passing by

No more, better behave

Throw the dirt on the grave

No, she can't be saved

She's dead and gone

Oh, she's dead, she's gone

She's dead and gone

Oh, she's dead and gone

Blowing up the past, drop a rose for the shy girl

I'm hot-blooded and cold

Moment of silence for a bit, here's your hit

Five fingers to your face 'cause you know it slaps

Bullets for words shooting off of my tongue

Oh, Lord, oh, what have I done?

The funny thing is

The funny thing is

You're only someone when somebody kills you

A murder scene leave her dead and gone

Lift your head to the sky, baby, you know time keeps on passing by

No more, better behave

Throw the dirt on the grave

No, she can't be saved

She's dead and gone

Oh, she's dead, she's gone

She's dead and gone

Oh, she's dead and gone

Can't keep a good woman down

Pan tap, me a will rise again

For who God bless, no one can ever curse

Dead and gone

Lift your head to the sky, baby, you know time keeps on passing by

No more, better behave

Throw the dirt on the grave

No, she can't be saved

She's dead and gone

Oh, she's dead, she's gone

She's dead and gone

Oh, she's dead and gone

She's dead and gone

Oh, she's dead, she's gone

She's dead and gone

Oh, she's dead and gone