Gun
Is what you said, what you feel?
Is the honesty enough to close that hole, at your heels?
Would you tell me if it all gets too much?
Do you take what you want?
If it all gets too much would you tell me what's at stake?
Was it wrong?
Is it me that holds the gun?
When you smile is there nothing wrong?
If I asked, could you steal the sun?
Are you sure there's nothing wrong?
Do you play, with your hands
in the air? Surrender's not quite my idea of a plan
And from where I stand you're shouting too much
Is the fear at your feet
From standing in the shadows of the things you cannot speak?
Is it me that holds the gun?
When you smile is there nothing wrong?
If I asked, could you steal the sun?
Are you sure there's nothing wrong?
Is it me that holds the gun?
When you smile is there nothing wrong?
If I asked, could you steal the sun?
Are you sure there's nothing wrong?
It's you and me, it's you and me
It's you and me, it's you and me
It's you and me, it's you and me.