2AM
Bang Bang
And you shot me through the head
Lying on the blacktop dead
And I'm crying on your bed
Seeming like I'm making you sad
Been two weeks
Stuck in the ground
Back out, flat out rotting down
And I can hear it in your voice you want me to be sticking around
And you said
Call me anytime you want
So we talk until two about how much we hate our jobs
I think I'll die right here, serving coffee and beer
Feel like we're caving all the time
We'll be lucky if we make it a year
And you shot me through the head
Lying on the blacktop dead
And I'm crying on your bed
Seeming like I'm making you sad
Been two weeks
Stuck in the ground
Back out, flat out rotting down
And I can hear it in your voice you want me to be sticking around
And you said
Call me anytime you want
So we talk until two about how much we hate our jobs
I think I'll die right here, serving coffee and beer
Feel like we're caving all the time
We'll be lucky if we make it a year
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Writer(s): Noah Watson-pratt
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