I will bring anything for three
With a dusty smile and a loaded gun
You ask me again, whats in it for me?
Well thanks and tell me come undone
Painted red, our hands are white
I`ve never seen this place before
Seen through, we`re on our way
Through and through each bolted door
Driving us down for it`s chase
And we run any day we`ll skip town
It`ll never hear us come
Driving us down for it`s chase
And we run any day we`ll skip town
It`ll never hear us come
Wont you help me out? Won`t you please help me figure it all out
We`ve cut ourselves open a hundred times
We`ve cut ourselves open a hundred times
But we`re not out of ammo yet
But we`re not out of ammo yet
Oh now no, won`t you help me out? Won`t you please help me figure it all out
We`ve cut ourselves open a hundred times
We`ve cut ourselves open a hundred times
But we`re not out of ammo yet, not yet
But we`re not out of ammo yet, not yet
Driving us down for it`s chase
And we run any day we`ll skip town
It`ll never hear us come
Driving us down for it`s chase
And we run any day we`ll skip town
It`ll never hear us come
Driving us down for it`s chase
And we run any day we`ll skip town
It`ll never hear us come
Driving us down for it`s chase
And we run any day we`ll skip town
It`ll never hear us come