you don't have to run away
I'm gonna kill you anyway
I'll push my fist into your chest
until these fears are laid to rest
(delicate musical interlude)
Well I use my hands because i like it
guns aren't bad, they're just not quiet
So come back, i love you, come back
come back, i love you, come back
You look so pretty where you lay
reminds me of our wedding day
long white dress and ring of gold
you promised me we'd never grow old.
I use my hands because i like it
guns aren't bad, they're just not quiet
so come back, i love you, come back
come back, i love you, come back
you don't have to run away,
you don't have to run.
you don't have to run away,
you don't have to run...