I've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't [bad word] My finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked
I can't stop staring at the tick-tock clock
And even if I could I would never give up
With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung
I can't believe I'm dying with my song unsung
And if and when I die won't you bury me alone?
Because I'll never get to heaven if I'm singing this song:

If there was something wrong would you be oh so strong?
Would you do what it takes to move this hollow life along?
I'd like to think I would, you know I'd like to think I would
But I guarantee that what you see is not reality
And every time she makes a point I make a counterpoint
She said, "It's easy but in the end you'll have no choice,
And you know that's only just the way it goes."
(You said it right man, that is just the way it goes)
And the days, and the days they seem like forever
And the days, and the days they seem like forever
But forever isn't ever enough

I'd like to sing a song (promise you won't be long)
I'll try not to be long but I don't want to get this story wrong
There was a kid who never cared about the little things
Don't even bother 'cause I'm tired and I'm sick of it
And every time she makes a point I'll make a counterpoint
She said, "It's easy but in the end you'll have no choice,
and you know that's only just the way it goes."
(You said it right man, that is just the way it goes)

I've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't [bad word] My finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked
I can't stop staring at the tick-tock clock
And even if I could I would never give up
With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung
I can't believe I'm dying with my song unsung
And if and when I die won't you bury me alone?
Because I'll never get to heaven if I'm singing this song:
Oh, you don't know where I've been
Oh, you don't know what I've seen

If I did something right
Would you give up this fight?
Would you say you were wrong and maybe someone else was kind of right
I'd like to think you would, you know I'd like to think you would
But I can't guarantee that what you get is an apology
Jump back to the day we met I never
Thought that it would end this way if ever
I let you down I want to ask of you
To take it down a notch and we can talk it on through

And the days, and the days they seem like forever
And the days, and the days they seem like forever
But forever isn't ever enough
I'd like to sing a song (promise you won't be long)
I'll try not to be long but i don't want to get this story wrong
there was a chick who never cared about the little things
don't bother 'cause i still don't give a [bad word] and every time she makes a point i'll make a counterpoint
she said it's easy but in the end you'll have no choice
and you know that's only just the way it goes
(you said it right man, that is just the way it goes)

I've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't [bad word] My finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked
I can't stop staring at the tick-tock clock
And even if I could I would never give up
With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung
I can't believe I'm dying with my song unsung
And if and when I die won't you bury me alone?
Because I'll never get to heaven if I'm singing this song:
Oh, you don't know where I've been
Oh, you don't know what I've seen

So tell me friend: how's it going to end?
When the [bad word] goes down
And there's no one left around to get your back
You'll crack
You'll smile and agree with everything they say
They'll try to tell you that it's all okay
But it'