Sky black ' blue,
Blue turn to red,
I'm in love with you girl,
But I might as well be dead,
But I ain't a fool,
And honey you're just a kid,
With a bottle of wine,
And a pack of cigarettes,
Hey boy, you're bleedin' for nothing,
It's hard to miss when you're shooting a heart shaped gun,
You'll slit your skin to find freedom,
You'll kill yourself to find anything at all,
So lock all the doors,
And put the child to rest,
Slip on down your skirt babe,
C'mon lower down your dress...
'Cause I got the keys,
Straight to your heart,
I cant afford a ring,
And it's tearin you apart,
The castle walls been breached babe,
I'm kissin down your neck,
And your just throwin rocks,
And slippin into bed...
Hey boy your bleedin' for nothing,
It's hard to miss when you're shooting a heart shaped gun,
You'll slit your skin to find freedom,
You'll kill yourself to find anything,
Find anything at all...
Well the moneys slow,
And the cancer rolls,
Gotchur baby due in july,
Well if I can fake it,
Yeah the cash could take,
Our troubles, our worries, our problems all away....