We covered our walls, in posters that defined us
Personality, bought right off a store shelf
In your bedroom, at your, grand piano
You were silent... when I said I love you
And now I miss being young, wishing I was older
And I know a last goodbye, when I see one
So shoot, shoot... Machine gun honey
Woah, how you shot me down
School was hell, I still can't stand authority
You couldn't fit in, with all those, cliques and demons
I paid my dues, but not attention
Pleased to meet you... Professor Satan
And now I miss being young, wishing I was older
And I know a last goodbye, when I see one
So shoot, shoot... Machine gun honey
Woah, how you shot me down
I said shoot, shoot... Machine gun honey
Woah, how you shot me down
So we gathered up our textbooks, and we... threw them in the fire...
Then we stayed up all night talking, with the... losers and the liars...
So shoot, shoot... Machine gun honey
Woah, how you shot me down
I said shoot shoot... Machine gun honey
Woah, how you shot me down
I said shoot shoot... Machine gun honey
Woah, how you shot me down