Point / Counterpoint
I've got a gun in my hand, but that gun won't cock
My finger's on the trigger, but that trigger seems locked
I can't stop staring at the tick-tock clock
And even if I could, I would never give up
With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung
I can't believe I'm dying with my song unsung
If and when I die, won't you bury me alone?
'Cause I'll never get to heaven if I'm singing this song
If there was something wrong, would you be oh so strong?
Would you do what it takes to move this hollow life along?
I'd like to think I would, you know I'd like to think I would
But I can guarantee that what you see is not reality
And every time she makes a point, I make a counterpoint
She said it's easy but in the end you'll have no choice
And you know that's only just the way it goes
You said it right, man, that is just the way it goes
And the days, and the days they seem like forever
And the days, and the days they seem like forever
But forever isn't ever enough, I'd like to sing a song
Promise you won't be long
I'll try not to be long, but I don't wanna get this story wrong
There was a kid who never cared about the little things
Don't even bother 'cause I'm tired, and I'm sick of it
And every time she makes a point I'll make a counterpoint
She said it's easy but in the end you'll have no choice
And you know that's only just the way it goes
You said it right, man, that is just the way it goes
I've got a gun in my hand, but that gun won't cock
My finger's on the trigger, but that trigger seems locked
And I can't stop staring at the tick-tock clock
And even if I could I would never give up
With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung
I can't believe I'm dying with my song unsung
And if and when I die, won't you bury me alone?
'Cause I'll never get to heaven if I'm singing this song
Oh, you don't know where I've been (you don't know, you don't know)
Oh, you don't know where I've seen (you don't know, you don't know)
If I did something right, would you give up this fight?
Would you say you were wrong and maybe someone else was kind of right?
I'd like to think you would, you know I'd like to think you would
But I can't guarantee that what you get is an apology
Jump back to the day we met, I never thought that it would end this way
If ever I let you down, I wanna ask of you
To take it down a notch, and we can talk it on through
And the days, and the days they seem like forever
And the days, and the days they seem like forever
But forever isn't ever enough, I'd like to sing a song
Promise you won't be long
I'll try not to be long, but I don't wanna get this story wrong
There was a chick who never cared about the little things
Don't even bother 'cause I still don't give a shit
And every time she makes a point, I'll make a counterpoint
She said it's easy but in the end you'll have no choice
And you know that's only just the way it goes
You said it right, man, that is just the way it goes
I've got a gun in my hand, but that gun won't cock
My finger's on the trigger, but that trigger seems locked
And I can't stop staring at the tick-tock clock
And even if I could, I would never give up
With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung
I can't believe I'm dying with my song unsung
And if and when I die, won't you bury me alone?
'Cause I'll never get to heaven if I'm singing this song
Oh, you don't know where I've been (you don't know, you don't know)
Oh, you don't know where I've seen (you don't know, you don't know)
So tell me, friend, how's it gonna end
When the shit goes down and there's no one left around to get your back
You'll crack, you'll smile and agree with everything they say?
They'll try to tell you that it's all okay
But it's not, and you're shot, and you're bleeding pretty bad
And you can't stop thinking about the things you never had
Like a wife and a kid and the things you never did
You're running around living a life that's empty in the end, my friend
No, you'll take back all you've said
Oh, when the regrets fill your head
Trust me, I've been there before
I would not wish it upon my greatest enemy
What irony, once friends, but I find
You'll have to learn this lesson on your own
So I waited by the phone, but that phone never rang
And I sang so loud, so I wouldn't hear the bang
When the bang never came, and I never got the call
Fuck it, thank you, I love you all
Some are gonna say that we're doomed to repeat
All our past mistakes, great, but that's not me
And even if it was, I would always disagree
Because in the end, I always get the better of me
I've got a gun in my hand, but that gun won't cock
My finger's on the trigger, but that trigger seems locked
And I can't stop staring at the tick-tock clock
And even if I could, I would never give up
With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung
I can't believe I'm dying with my song unsung
And if and when I die, won't you bury me alone?
'Cause I'll never get to heaven if I'm singing this song
Oh, I'll take you, I'll take you, I'll take you where I've been
Oh, I'll show you, I'll show you, I'll show you what I've seen
My finger's on the trigger, but that trigger seems locked
I can't stop staring at the tick-tock clock
And even if I could, I would never give up
With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung
I can't believe I'm dying with my song unsung
If and when I die, won't you bury me alone?
'Cause I'll never get to heaven if I'm singing this song
If there was something wrong, would you be oh so strong?
Would you do what it takes to move this hollow life along?
I'd like to think I would, you know I'd like to think I would
But I can guarantee that what you see is not reality
And every time she makes a point, I make a counterpoint
She said it's easy but in the end you'll have no choice
And you know that's only just the way it goes
You said it right, man, that is just the way it goes
And the days, and the days they seem like forever
And the days, and the days they seem like forever
But forever isn't ever enough, I'd like to sing a song
Promise you won't be long
I'll try not to be long, but I don't wanna get this story wrong
There was a kid who never cared about the little things
Don't even bother 'cause I'm tired, and I'm sick of it
And every time she makes a point I'll make a counterpoint
She said it's easy but in the end you'll have no choice
And you know that's only just the way it goes
You said it right, man, that is just the way it goes
I've got a gun in my hand, but that gun won't cock
My finger's on the trigger, but that trigger seems locked
And I can't stop staring at the tick-tock clock
And even if I could I would never give up
With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung
I can't believe I'm dying with my song unsung
And if and when I die, won't you bury me alone?
'Cause I'll never get to heaven if I'm singing this song
Oh, you don't know where I've been (you don't know, you don't know)
Oh, you don't know where I've seen (you don't know, you don't know)
If I did something right, would you give up this fight?
Would you say you were wrong and maybe someone else was kind of right?
I'd like to think you would, you know I'd like to think you would
But I can't guarantee that what you get is an apology
Jump back to the day we met, I never thought that it would end this way
If ever I let you down, I wanna ask of you
To take it down a notch, and we can talk it on through
And the days, and the days they seem like forever
And the days, and the days they seem like forever
But forever isn't ever enough, I'd like to sing a song
Promise you won't be long
I'll try not to be long, but I don't wanna get this story wrong
There was a chick who never cared about the little things
Don't even bother 'cause I still don't give a shit
And every time she makes a point, I'll make a counterpoint
She said it's easy but in the end you'll have no choice
And you know that's only just the way it goes
You said it right, man, that is just the way it goes
I've got a gun in my hand, but that gun won't cock
My finger's on the trigger, but that trigger seems locked
And I can't stop staring at the tick-tock clock
And even if I could, I would never give up
With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung
I can't believe I'm dying with my song unsung
And if and when I die, won't you bury me alone?
'Cause I'll never get to heaven if I'm singing this song
Oh, you don't know where I've been (you don't know, you don't know)
Oh, you don't know where I've seen (you don't know, you don't know)
So tell me, friend, how's it gonna end
When the shit goes down and there's no one left around to get your back
You'll crack, you'll smile and agree with everything they say?
They'll try to tell you that it's all okay
But it's not, and you're shot, and you're bleeding pretty bad
And you can't stop thinking about the things you never had
Like a wife and a kid and the things you never did
You're running around living a life that's empty in the end, my friend
No, you'll take back all you've said
Oh, when the regrets fill your head
Trust me, I've been there before
I would not wish it upon my greatest enemy
What irony, once friends, but I find
You'll have to learn this lesson on your own
So I waited by the phone, but that phone never rang
And I sang so loud, so I wouldn't hear the bang
When the bang never came, and I never got the call
Fuck it, thank you, I love you all
Some are gonna say that we're doomed to repeat
All our past mistakes, great, but that's not me
And even if it was, I would always disagree
Because in the end, I always get the better of me
I've got a gun in my hand, but that gun won't cock
My finger's on the trigger, but that trigger seems locked
And I can't stop staring at the tick-tock clock
And even if I could, I would never give up
With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung
I can't believe I'm dying with my song unsung
And if and when I die, won't you bury me alone?
'Cause I'll never get to heaven if I'm singing this song
Oh, I'll take you, I'll take you, I'll take you where I've been
Oh, I'll show you, I'll show you, I'll show you what I've seen
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