Point Counterpoint Lyrics - Streetlight Manifesto

i've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock 

my finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked 

and i can't stop staring at the tick tock clock 

and even if i could i would never give up 

with a vest on my chest and a bullet in my lung 

i can't believe i'm dying with my song unsung 

so if and when i die won't you bury me alone? 

because i'll never get to heaven if i'm singing this song: 

if there was something wrong would you be oh so strong? 

would you do what it takes to move this hollow life along? 

i'd like to think i would, you know i'd like to think i would 

but i guarantee that what you see is not reality 

and every time i make a point she makes a counterpoint 

she said it's easy but in the end you'll have no choice 

and you know that's only just the way it goes 

(you said it right man, that is just the way it goes) 

and the days, and the days they seem like forever 

and the days, and the days they seem like forever 

but forever isn't ever enough 

i'd like to sing a song (please swear you won't be long) 

i'll try not to be long but i don't want to get this story wrong 

there was a kid who never cared about the little things 

don't even bother because i'm tired and i'm sick of it 

and every time she makes a point i'll make a counterpoint 

she said it's easy but in the end you'll have no choice 

and you know that's only just the way it goes 

(you said it right man, that is just the way it goes) 

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i've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock 

my finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked 

and i can't stop staring at the tick tock clock 

and even if i could i would never give up 

with a vest on my chest and a bullet in my lung 

i can't believe i'm dying with my song unsung 

and if and when i die won't you bury me alone? 

because i'll never get to heaven if i'm singing this song: 

oh, you don't know where i've been 

oh, you don't know what i've seen 

if i did something right 

would you give up this fight? 

would you say you were wrong and maybe someone else was kind of right 

i'd like to think you would 

you know i'd like to think you would 

but i can't guarantee that what you get is an apology 

jump back to the day we met 

i never thought that it would end this way 

if ever i let you down i want to ask of you 

to take it down a notch and we can talk it on through 

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and the days, and the days they seem like forever 

and the days, and the days they seem like forever 

but forever isn't ever enough 

i'd like to sing a song (please swear you won't be long) 

i'll try not to be long but i don't want to get this story wrong 

there was a kid who never cared about the little things 

don't even bother because I still don't give a shit 

and every time she makes a point i'll make a counterpoint 

she said it's easy but in the end you'll have no choice 

and you know that's only just the way it goes 

(you said it right man, that is just the way it goes) 

i've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock 

my finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked 

and i can't stop staring at the tick tock clock 

and even if i could i would never give up 

with a vest on my chest and a bullet in my lung 

i can't believe i'm dying with my song unsung 

so if and when i die won't you bury me alone? 

because i'll never get to heaven if i'm singing this song: 

oh, you don't know where i've been 

oh, you don't know what i've seen 

so tell me friend: how's it going to end? 

when the shit goes down 

and there's no one left around to get your back 

you'll crack 

you'll smile and agree with everything they say 

they'll try to tell you that it's all okay 

but it's not and you're shot and you're bleeding pretty bad 

and you can't stop thinking about the things you never had 

like a wife and a kid and the things you never did 

you're running around 

you're living a life that's empty in the end, my friend 

oh, you'll take back all you've said 

oh, when the regrets fill your head 

trust me i've been there before 

i would not wish it upon my greatest enemy 

what irony 

once friends, but i find: you'll have to learn this lesson on your own 

so i waited by the phone but that phone never rang 

and i sang so loud so i wouldn't hear the bang 

when the bang never came 

and i never got the call: fuck it! thank you! i love you all! 

some are going to say that we're doomed to repeat 

all our past mistakes 

great 

but that's not me 

and even if it was i would always disagree 

because in the end i always get the better of me 

i've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock 

my finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked 

and i can't stop staring at the tick tock clock 

and even if i could i would never give up 

with a vest on my chest and a bullet in my lung 

i can't believe i'm dying with my song unsung 

so if and when i die won't you bury me alone? 

because i'll never get to heaven if i'm singing this song: 

oh, i don't know where i've been 

oh, i don't know what i've seen