You work at a gas station down the street.
And I know what time you work so that's where we'll meet.
and that's where this pistol will meet you're head,
And when I pull the trigger you'll soon be dead.
And don't try to move, don't make a sound.
Because you won't be able to when your in the ground.
And don't try to walk, don't try to speak,
The cop's are gonna have to play a game of hide and seek,
With me.

 

Wake up,
You're made up,
So take off
Your make up,
This gun will take you off my mind.
Wake up,
You're made up.
So take off,
Your make up,
This gun will take you off my mind.
I hope you know your out of time.
I hope you know your out of time.
I hope you know your out of time.
I hope you la la la la la.
I hope you know your out of time.
I hope you know your out of time.
I hope you know your out of time.
I hope you know your out of time!

 

Gun click,
Mother fucker,
Everbody run for cover,
There's a bullet in your neck,
Would you like another?
At another time, another day,
You shouldn't talk to me that way.
And just for looking at me like that,
I'll put another in your back.
You look at me with a nervous kind of smile,
And ask if we could just talk for a while.
But the gun is cocked and it's ready to blow,
And when I pull the trigger maybe then you'll
know know know...