Hit it one more time for our man in uniform With a price upon their heads This is a war! Sober up But call it what you want The color changes up in the sun
Not throwing stones at you anymore Your name’s in lights and I don’t wonder Anymore Anymore
All my X’s live with hexes. This is why I hang Myself with jealousy upon a fencepost half mast Fashion: war between The guilty and the guilty and the guilty and the guilty and the teen
Not throwing stones at you anymore Your name’s in lights and I don’t wonder Anymore Anymore
Oh yeah, I would like to See you die like mice do I’m crying in the beer of a drunk man And I’m crying, crying, crying!
Not throwing stones at you anymore Your name’s in lights and I don’t wonder Anymore Anymore
Oh yeah, I would like to Yeah I’d like to die like fucking mice do I’m crying in the beer of a drunk man I’m crying in the beer of a drunk man Fashion! Fashion! Buy it Load it Shoot it