Guns Lyrics

I've got a good idea

How about we move out to the country

I can smell the fresh air now

And we'll sleep well every night

Two kids and a house would be alright

And all my dreams will be the same

I'll be practicing my aim

Sleeping with the family gun

Trying hard to have some fun

Holding onto anyone who makes me feel something

I'm so done holding onto you

I've just been true

Been holding myself hostage

Cut myself loose

I've got a bad idea

But it sounds good in my head

I want to leave it all behind

I want to hit the road instead

Two jobs and a house would be alright

And if I'm doing what the doctor orders

I guess I'll spend my nights at home

Dreaming bout the family gun

Trying hard to have some fun

Holding onto anyone who makes me feel something

I'm so done holding onto you

I've just been true

Been holding myself hostage

Cut myself loose

I'm so done holding onto you

I've just been true

I'm through with all this heartache

I'm through with you