What Goes Around Comes Around


Pick you up in the suburbs tomorrow We won't tell, they won't follow Pack your bags, and put all your trust in meWhoa oh oh Never had a gun to his head, that's what he said, that's why I shot him dead, with the vengance that his daughter fed I've always been a sucker for a brown eyed, punk rock girl, and for her I'd shoot the world
Shoot him down Shoot him down for all the nightmares Whoa oh ah oh Shoot him down What goes around will come aroundWhoa oh ah oh Shoot him down your father is also your pain I love you and for us I'll shoot him down
No remorse We've got no time to look back The cop is on our trail and we're driving in a Topaz Stuck in no-man's land, between the body and mind Whoa oh oh "Drop your gun! Put your hands behind your head!" Turn around, pop a clip, hit him in his chest Home free, and we're headed for the border Spending time in Mexico, Tijuana Drown our shame then start our lives again, in California
Shoot him down Shoot him down for all the nightmares Whoa oh ah oh Shoot him down What goes around will come around Whoa oh ah oh Shoot him down your father is also your pain I love you and for us I shot him down
Next thing I know, I'm all alone in a motel No explanation, no letter goodbye I can't promise much, but I do promise this I promise to find you So I can remind you I loved you and for us I shot him down







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