What do you do, when all that you want just isn't enough, when all that you have has turned
into dust?
I don't know.
What do you say when everyone's safe, and because of the way you acted and the way that
you're perceived?
I don't know.
What do you do when you're alone, and you're sitting in your room, and it's writing on
the walls?
I don't know.
And I don't think that I'll ever wake up, And I don't think that I'll ever hear,
And if you shoot me down and shoot the gun, That's the only way I'll know it's love,
And I don't think that I'll ever wake up, And I don't think that I'll ever hear,
And if you shoot me down and shoot the gun, That's the only way I'll know it's love,
It's the only way I'm not in doubt, And I love you then I love you still,
There's nothing left for me to fuckin' do, If you love me now then shoot the gun,