I'm out of my senses
 I'll only smile
 The night I meet the man with the gun

 Not that I'd be defenceless
 but I don't think I'll fight
 The night I meet the man with the gun

 Maybe I'll say What kept you?
 I knew you [bad word] 
 I somehow didn't expect to
 Be spared for so long

 Was it a whim of fortune
 Or was I hard to find
 What's the routine of a man with a gun

 Was it a kind of torture
 Have you been out of town
 What is like to a man with a gun

 Maybe I'm glad to see you
 It's hard to believe
 but standing here beside you
 is such a relief