Is your mind on him at night
I've caught a glimpse of things but I'd
Rather leave them left behind
I'm guessing faithfuls hard to find
So I could spell it out in lights
Must be so hard to sympathise
And what are we doing?
Why do we do this to ourselves?
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
If you shoot me down I'm falling
But I can't ignore you calling
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
Unrequited and a bit betrayed
Am I the chosen one
Or am I just a phase saw you
Stole the table at our favourite place
You're filling up your
Calendar with 50 first dates
Broke my heart
And you burnt my soul
You killed the only trust
That I have ever known
And what am I doing?
Why do I do this to myself?
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
If you shoot me down I'm falling
But I can't ignore you calling
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
It's been so long but I can't forget
We shed some light over a glass of red
You took a liberty
Stole what's left of me
And all that I got back
Was your cold hearted eulogy
You rip up my soul
I struggle with letting you go
I'm fighting my demons
With no reasons
But I think that you know
Oh, please
We're closer to strangers
What makes you think
That we could change this
You're busy f*cking
Like you're famous
You're so dangerous oh
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
If you shoot me down I'm falling
But I can't ignore you calling
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
You rip up my soul
I struggle with letting you go
I'm fighting my demons
But I end up at the end of a gun
You rip up my soul
I struggle with letting you go
I'm fighting my demons
But I end up at the end of a gun
GEORGE LAWSON - End of a Gun Lyrics
GEORGE LAWSON - End of a Gun Lyrics
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English
Is your mind on him at night
I've caught a glimpse of things but I'd
Rather leave them left behind
I'm guessing faithfuls hard to find
So I could spell it out in lights
Must be so hard to sympathise
And what are we doing?
Why do we do this to ourselves?
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
If you shoot me down I'm falling
But I can't ignore you calling
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
Unrequited and a bit betrayed
Am I the chosen one
Or am I just a phase saw you
Stole the table at our favourite place
You're filling up your
Calendar with 50 first dates
Broke my heart
And you burnt my soul
You killed the only trust
That I have ever known
And what am I doing?
Why do I do this to myself?
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
If you shoot me down I'm falling
But I can't ignore you calling
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
It's been so long but I can't forget
We shed some light over a glass of red
You took a liberty
Stole what's left of me
And all that I got back
Was your cold hearted eulogy
You rip up my soul
I struggle with letting you go
I'm fighting my demons
With no reasons
But I think that you know
Oh, please
We're closer to strangers
What makes you think
That we could change this
You're busy f*cking
Like you're famous
You're so dangerous oh
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
If you shoot me down I'm falling
But I can't ignore you calling
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
You rip up my soul
I struggle with letting you go
I'm fighting my demons
But I end up at the end of a gun
You rip up my soul
I struggle with letting you go
I'm fighting my demons
But I end up at the end of a gun
I've caught a glimpse of things but I'd
Rather leave them left behind
I'm guessing faithfuls hard to find
So I could spell it out in lights
Must be so hard to sympathise
And what are we doing?
Why do we do this to ourselves?
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
If you shoot me down I'm falling
But I can't ignore you calling
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
Unrequited and a bit betrayed
Am I the chosen one
Or am I just a phase saw you
Stole the table at our favourite place
You're filling up your
Calendar with 50 first dates
Broke my heart
And you burnt my soul
You killed the only trust
That I have ever known
And what am I doing?
Why do I do this to myself?
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
If you shoot me down I'm falling
But I can't ignore you calling
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
It's been so long but I can't forget
We shed some light over a glass of red
You took a liberty
Stole what's left of me
And all that I got back
Was your cold hearted eulogy
You rip up my soul
I struggle with letting you go
I'm fighting my demons
With no reasons
But I think that you know
Oh, please
We're closer to strangers
What makes you think
That we could change this
You're busy f*cking
Like you're famous
You're so dangerous oh
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
If you shoot me down I'm falling
But I can't ignore you calling
Babada oh babada oh
I end up at the end of a gun
You rip up my soul
I struggle with letting you go
I'm fighting my demons
But I end up at the end of a gun
You rip up my soul
I struggle with letting you go
I'm fighting my demons
But I end up at the end of a gun