Standard Issue Pistol

 

The things that make me me

Well you hate what I can be

And itís such a tragedy to see it all fall away like

This is how it is

The one who only gives

It hits you where you live

And you explode

And get mad

And you canít hold back

Then you fire out your words like a standard issue pistol

Hit me in the heart and watch me fall

Youíre takiní on the world with your standard issue pistol

Leave it to the babe with the gun to shoot you down

 

Keep it all inside

Hopiní you can hide

But all that youíve denied is cominí back to get you

You use it as a crutch, Ďtil itís eatiní out your guts

And it all becomes too much and you explode

And get mad

And you canít hold back

Then you fire out your words like a standard issue pistol

Hit me in the heart and watch me fall

Youíre takiní on the world with your standard issue pistol

Leave it to the babe with the gun to shoot you down

 

Misery loves company, but always sleeps alone

Misery loves company, but always sleeps alone

 

Keep it all inside

Hopiní you can hide

But all youíve denied is cominí back to get you

You use it as a crutch, Ďtill itís eatiní out your guts

And it all becomes too much and you explode

And get mad

And you canít hold back

Then you fire out your words like a standard issue pistol

Hit me in the heart and watch me fall

Youíre takiní on the world with your standard issue pistol

Leave it to the babe with the gun to shoot you down

 

Misery loves company, but always sleeps alone

Misery loves company, but always sleeps alone

Misery loves company, but always sleeps alone

Misery loves