Gun کے بول

falling out the window tripping on a wrinkle in the rugfalling out of love, dear it hurt much worse when you gave up just don't tell me which way I oughta run or what good I could do anyone 'cause my heart it was a gun but it's unloaded now so don't bother climbing up the ladder breaking my shin on the very first rung waking up the neighbors it's all right,they understand they're just as dumb and they don't tell me which way I oughta run or what good I could do anyone 'cause my heart it was a gun but it's unloaded now so don't bother me now don't bother crawling back to you now I sold my guitar to the girl next door she asked me if I knew how I told her I don't think so anymore don't tell me which way I oughta run what good could I do anyone 'cause my heart it was a gun but it's unloaded now so don't bother