Gimme back my bullets Put 'em back where they belong Ain't foolin' around 'cause I done had my fun Ain't gonna see no more damage done Gimme back, gimme back my bullets Life is so strange when its changin', yes indeed Well I've seen the hard times and

Oh, Saturday Sun I met someone Ba-ba, ba-ba Ba-ba, ba-b-ba-ba Out on the West Coast I gotta get back, I can't let this go Don't care what it costs No ray of sunlight's ever lost I've been undone

You say I'm crazy 'Cause you don't think I know what you've done But when you call me baby I know I'm not the only one You and me we made a vow For better or for worse I can't believe you let me down But the proof is in the way it hurts For months on end

So you think that it's over? So you think that it's done? The fields of unforgiveness never die, they've just begun Lakes of fire filled with regret Took your chances, your losses won't let you forget You thought you'd elude life's sorrows, emptiness and

Let me show you how it’s done We can start with the touch of a hand like a movie scene Moving into the weight that you’ve been wanting to put on me There is no need to be nervous, I know you been looking for love, so Yeah, I can show you how it’s done

Never be alone When it's all said and done you can walk instead of run 'Cause no matter what you'll never be alone You want to give up cause it's dark We're really not that far apart So let your heart sweetheart be your compass when you're lost And you

When all your love is lost And burning bridges can't be crossed Lord won't you let me know Or give me one more reason to go I done took all I could take from you Need a little bit more than a break from you Matter of fact fuck you, don't need you in my

Katy Katy stay away from me I could never quit you, no You gotta let me be Sharpened up my razor, picked a piece of ground One of these dark and moonless nights Singing soft and low Hand in hand we laid the deed And evil we have done Evil I will do no

I know you've been searchin' for someone To make you happy, and get the job done You say you needed, a man with money But I can't be there, and will you still care Tell me baby are you lonely? Don't wanna rush ya I can help ya if ya only, let me touch ya

So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm creeping death Die by my hand (die) I creep across the land (die) Killing first born man (die)