You keep everything under the gun, boy
Everything's under the gun
You take your time I pay no mind
I'll just sit here and cut my lines
You're coming back to me

Everything’s under the gun boy
Everything’s under the gun
I'm aware and I ain't scared
And I don't care 'cause I know that
You're coming right back to me

You keep her rushing here
You keep her rushing there
She even did her hair up like you like it
But all the pretty flowers
All the long sweet hours
All her magic powers don't get you shit

Put on a nice dress and I must confess
That the girl looked good to me
It ain't my opinion that it's
Gonna mean a thing
When it comes down to what it seems

I seen her walking right up to your door
And I know what's going through your mind
"Everything's the way that it's supposed to be"
But baby that ain't right and you're the only one
Who can't see

So play this game as long as you can
Baby, run as fast you can
You always been running
You ain't got nowhere
So come on down and get some good fresh air

sitting down sitting round sitting right beside me
going down going round going right behind me
sitting down going round sitting right beside me
going down sitting round going right behind me

Nothing feels quite as good as when you come home
When I say home I mean where you ain't alone
So pack your bags, baby, you're going on a trip

Once inside you're gonna feel much more
Once you leave can't keep your foot in the door
Take my hand
We'll give them all the slip

I ain't saying what you're doing is wrong
But I tell you, brother, I've been where you've gone
It don't add up to much at the end of the day

So open your mouth and close your eyes
I promise you it's no surprise
You been asking for a real long time
With your eyes with your mouth with your low slow whine