It's 6 A.M., spitting gray Don't know why I let you treat me this way I've been holding on to your middle finger But now I know I gotta pull the trigger
I pick up the pieces one by one And stuff you back in my gun
I got news for you, it's goin' down Before you come home and tell me
The bodies are bathing in my backyard There's games being played but I'm holding the cards The key doesn't work, the number's been changed I turn off the lights and I'm looking' for strange, ohh
I got news for you, it's goin' down Before you come home and tell me
J'ai des nouvelles pour toi c'est la fin de notre histoire Tu m'a brise le couer pour la dernière fois,c'est vrai Et maintenant quand je me promene dans la nuit Je régarde la lune , les etoilles et les voitures qui passent Et je regarde tous sans toi
I got news for you and it's goin' down Before you come home and tell me
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