Give Me the Gun

Give me the gun
Don't care if it's not loaded
I'm not here to question your motive
But I'm scared for us both

I know that you might go
When you're left alone

You're so delicate
Admittedly, sometimes I forget
You're made of wet paper



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Kinsella, Steven Michael Holmes, Steven Joseph Lamos, Nathan Kinsella
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