Smoking Gun

Bring me home when the summer streets were mine

Fireworks, and the taste of stolen wine

And we don't know what we'd become

But it's a long way off

Bring me home and I will say to you

Come down, down, down, down

Light up the smoking gun

It burns my lungs but I run

And I am ready for you

When you come around

I dance in spite of me

Under the twilight trees

It's hard to slow my heart beat down, down

When you come around

When you told me it was over

And you wonder if I got hurt

I get up but every day I'm down, down, down, down, down, down

But I come around

And I was young

You were old at seventeen

And we got high on the heavy summer heat

I don't know why we let go, I lose you over and over

Bring me home and I will say to you

I'm down, down, down, down

Light up the smoking gun

It burns my lungs but I run

And I am ready for you

When you come around

I dance in spite of me

Under the twilight trees

It's hard to slow my heart beat down, down

When you come around

When you told me it was over

And you wonder if I got hurt

I get up but every day I'm down, down, down, down, down, down

But I come around

Come around

Come around

Come around

I come around

Come around

Come around

Come around

I come around

Light up the smoking gun

It burns my lungs but I run

And I am ready for you

When you come around

I dance in spite of me

Under the twilight trees

It's hard to slow my heart beat down, down

When you come around