Holding The Gun Lyrics

Holding a gun in my hand

I've got a choice to make

To give a bullet away

Or take it for myself

I can grab at a dream

Or I can run away

Or I can sit here still

Until I fade away into tomorrow

I see the whites of her eyes

And then I see the tears

And a whistling sound

That's ringing in my ears won't let me move

So I'll pretend for a while

And no one will ever know

I'm like a powder keg

That's waiting to explode into the night

I'd like to drop this gun

But I think it's too late

Don't want to leave it to chance

I can't let fate decide my future

Holding a gun in my hand

And it's gonna go off

I know