Shotgun

Wake up smoking like a shotgun

Kissing you in cold blood

It’s not right, It’s not fair

Midnight, your lips just like a hot knife

Show me what it feels like

To be young, to be scared

Told me that when you were eighteen

You thought you were crazy

Hearing God, making plans

Now it’s heavy, knowing you could love me

Knowing you could kill me

With my heart in your hands

Wake up smoking like a shotgun

Kissing you in cold blood

It’s not right, It’s not fair

Midnight, your lips just like a hot knife

Show me what it feels like

To be young, to be scared

Stop trying to save him

These days, losing at your own game

Sleeping with a switchblade

Counting names in the dark

Hard truth, no one’s gonna love you

Not the way that I do

I know just what you are

Wake up smoking like a shotgun

Kissing you in cold blood

It’s not right, It’s not fair

Midnight, your lips just like a hot knife

Show me what it feels like

To be young, to be scared

To be young, to be scared

Woah, oh, oh, oh

Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh

Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Hmm, hmm

Hmm, hmm

Hmm, hmm