Lyrics

It's true what they say about guns Hiding in the closet They prey on lonely sons and daughters All the other special ones In your defense, well you have none 'Cause defense against the other People wielding guns is not real Did your mama never teach you "no?" You can wish on stars And crash the fuck out of cars And still be what you'll be In a free world there's No such thing as a freedom When you can live and die free But we can figure it out Well if it's true what they say about guns Then count me out, my dear And drive me into the ocean Well if it's true what they say about guns Then it's true about me It's true they say about guns Well is it worth it Holding on to something so bad, baby? How does it feel to be a lucky one? Switchblade on your back You're a rolling stone You're a loved one And really, did your mama never teach you "no?" Well if it's true what they say about guns Then count me out my dear And drive me into the ocean Well if it's true what they say about guns Yeah if it's true what they say about guns Well if it's true what they say about guns Then it's true about me