You're making this more painful than it has to be
Where did the time go, I have yet to set you free
You wont make it out of this, girl you can shout an scream
No doubt, after midnight you'll be taking off those jeans
Shots fired, Shots fired
You're calling me a liar
Tryna' preach it to you like a choir
Shots fired, Shots fired
I'm always getting higher
Till' you whip me with your razor barbed wire