green mile

shotgun to the back of my heart

i don't turn around to see who let one ring out

said you'll never do me wrong? guess we see how that plays out

is it true? is it true?

heading to the massacre

bodies arriving every day

look at those shells you heard

picking the bones up along the way

let it ring out

let it ring out

let it ring out

let it ring out

sharpshooter in my backyard

killed a small boy once

never told no one

if it wasn't for my shotgun

he'd be alive and i'd be halfway

to heaven

instead of sitting in the dark

going through hell you should've been here

wish you had been here

shotgun to the back of my heart

i don't turn around to see who let one ring out

lately i've been questioning

am i all that i pretend to be?

i doubt it

i doubt it

lately i've been questioning

am i all that i pretend to be?

i doubt it

i doubt it