And I can't even cross the line to talk you downAnd Peter, sweet baby, would you get that gun?You spent half your life trying to turn the other half aroundAnd I tried to complain, but I guess it's no useFace is all over, six o'clock newsThey clear the streets and then they close the schoolsI can't even get insideDid you lose your head when the farm went down?Or was it when your daddy died after you moved to town?And I know your mama calls you good for nothingShe says her baby is a favor and she don't want you callingAnd I tried to complain, but I guess it's no useFace is all over, six o'clock newsThey clear the streets and then they close the schoolsI can't even get insideAnd Peter, sweet baby, would you get that gun?And Peter, sweet baby, there's just something that I gotta say to youI'm gonna have your baby this coming JuneWe could get a little place down by Gilmore ParkYou could do a little time and save my broken heartAnd I tried to complain, but I guess it's no useFace is all over, six o'clock newsThey clear the streets and then they close the schoolsI can't even get insideAnd I tried to complain, but I guess it's no useCaller with head and he just shot you throughNow you're lying dead on the avenueAnd I can't feel my broken heartI can't feel my broken heartI can't feel my broken heart