what u are

sometimes u makes me smile
sometimes u drives me wild
when i would rather thinking than sleep in my bed
u got the gun in my head

u deliver always something i don't know
u deliver always something i end up misunderstood
u don't have to ask where to shoot me or when
u know u got the gun in my head

we learn each other better and bitter
i hate u and u hate me but we love each other
u count to five and got everyone on your feet
i hate to know u got the gun in my head

just pull the trigger and wear off your lucky shades
u know u got the gun in my head
kiss me loyalty and treat me like a slave
u know u got the gun in my head

u know how to make me smile or cry
because u got the gun in my head
u got the gun in my head
u got the gun in my head
u got the gun in my head
u got the gun in my head

i hope u treat me nice.




this is for u.

CUTT !!