Pilot Light

Another night under the same old stars Newer guns for the same old wars Short-term rock & roller Defensive man, defensive driver Can't train a bullet to reverse itself And go back to the gun When I gave you my jacket And you just went through the pockets A freeway mattress that I couldn't avoid The calls keep coming, but you push them aside Can't train a bullet to reverse itself And go back to the gun To reverse itself and go back to the gun Comfort like a pilot light that I can't light Sometimes you don't see the hammer till it's fallen Sometimes you don't ever hear the curtain call Sometimes you don't see the hammer till it's fallen Sometimes you don't ever hear the curtain call