Barrel, Trigger, Gun

I look at life with a knife between my teeth
The jagged edge cuts me nightly in my sleep
I thought the world would do rightly unto me when I was seventeen

I was just trying to have a little fun
But I'm the trigger, you're the gun

The carpetbagger's got my back against the wall
The target painted on my heart was bound to call those sinners down
I was so easily persuaded to do wrong
A little kick was all it took to come undone

I was just trying to have a little fun
But I'm the trigger, you're the gun

And when I'm staring down the barrel
And when I'm looking down your throat
To find the words you lost inside you
They catch on the collar of your coat

I just want to tell you something that'll get under your skin
I just want to try to push you over the edge again

I was just trying to have a little fun
Just trying to have a little fun
I was just trying to have a little fun
But I'm the trigger, you're the gun