Jump the Gun

Step back
Take a look at that
All the pretty pictures of
All the piggies on the farm
Drew blood

Step back
Take a look at that
All the shootin' you could do
Only took you to
True love

So ain't no use
To jump the gun
When you know
The bullet's comin'

No ain't no use
To jump the gun
When you know
The bullet's comin'

Why me?
So the sayin' goes
You'd be as pleased
If I was a ghost

But in my dreams
There in the dark
You were a secret
A secret in my heart

Will you remember when I'm gone
When the harvest comes along
Of my flesh and of my bones
Of my heart and of my soul

Well, I've wallowed through the mud
And taken scraps
I ate your love
And you ate it back

Well, I've wallowed through the mud
And taken scraps
I ate your love
And you ate it back

So ain't no use
To jump the gun
When you know
The bullet's comin

No ain't no use
To jump the gun
When you know
The bullet's comin
When you know
The bullet's comin
Oh, you know the bullet's comin