Get Your Guns - The Young Evils

Get Your Guns Lyrics

Two summers with the light on
Too tired to fall asleep
Too dumb to keep your clothes on
Too cynical to speakIs there any wonder why I bother?
Hanging 'round to take the pain
Is there any wonder why I bother?
Hanging 'round for you to feel the same'Cause in my world I couldn't wait
Turn you 'round to your face
For a time, for a place
To do you wrong so get your gunsHer picture in your pocket
Her memory at your door
Too tired to unlock it
Too scared to ask for moreIs there any wonder why I bother?
Hanging 'round to take the pain
Is there any wonder why I bother?
Coming down for you to fix the blame'Cause in my world I couldn't wait
Turn you 'round to your face
For a time, for a place

To do you wrong so get your gunsYeah, run
Yeah, yeahIs there any wonder why I bother?
Hanging 'round to take the pain
Is there any wonder why I bother?
Hanging 'round for you to feel the same'Cause in my world I couldn't wait
Turn you 'round to your face
For a time, for a place
To do you wrong so get your gunsSo get your gun
So get your gun
So get your gun