Yeah, I think I'm seeing what you mean is what you mean I know

Yeah, I see you lying through your teeth but through your teeth there's gold

Yeah, tell me you think you mean to me, you mean to me that's none

Yeah, wondering not what yet to bring, I've yet to bring my gun

No one mean a lot to me, a lot to me I know

No one like the way I speak, the way I speak so I don't

And you don't, and I don't

And you're drunk, and I'm drunk

And you're done, and I'm done

And my dome meet my gun