I know there was something about you that I liked, yeah. But I only realized it when I spied you. At your mother's house last week. I'd only ever seen you on your bike, yeah.
The sun turned black through the shades of gray. I see your face, smile above my grave. Like jackals howling to the moon. Deliverance the doom of thee.
Gun to my head, gun to my head. Gun to my head, gun to my head. Gun to my head, gun to my head.