Bullets - Danny Pynes

I'm too tired to worry Oh, 'bout the way it was I'm just trying to love you So I don't have to clean it up Oh, don't let your blood run cold Don't let your heart be stoned Don't be the bitter one Oh, some things can't be undone Some bullets that you chose Can't go back in the gun You can't put the bullets back into a gun Can't undo what we have done Can't break this heart of stone You can't put the bullets back into a gun Can't undo what we have done Can't break this heart of stone I ain't made to carry All this weight on my own Oh, it's way too heavy And I can't be that strong Oh, don't let your blood run cold Don't let your heart be stoned Don't be the bitter one Oh, some things can't be undone Some bullets that you chose Can't go back in the gun You can't put the bullets back into a gun Can't undo what we have done Can't break this heart of stone You can't put the bullets back into a gun Can't undo what we have done Can't break this heart of stone We put the bullets back into a gun Can't undo what we have done Can't break this heart of stone We put the bullets back into a gun Can't undo what we have done Can't break this heart of stone We can't put the bullets back into a gun Can't undo what we have done Can't break this heart of stone Can't put the bullets back into a gun Can't undo what we have done Can't break this heart of stone

I want you on me Like small town cops I wanna get caught So you can lock me away And throw away the key And yeah you've got me Now you can call all the shots Take all I've got Yeah, you can keep me in chains 'Cause I'd be a criminal If it means getting close to you I'll do the time Give me 20 to life Oh, I would be a killer for you And it felt like you shot me When you stole my heart You broke all the laws With a kiss in the night Now the crime is only passion Throw the book at me I'm guilty of all I'm charged Do the long hard walk With you by my side If you'll be my criminal My sweet little Peggy Sue My partner in crime Doing 20 to life Oh, I would be a killer for you On a runaway highway In a stolen car Two love outlaws In a blue light haze Put your hands up in the air I said nobody move 'Cause I'd be a criminal If it means getting close to you I'll do the time Give me 20 to life Oh, I would be a killer for you If you'll be my criminal My sweet little Peggy Sue My partner in crime Doing 20 to life Oh, I would be a killer for you

I take a bullet ride down Brighton Beach I pick a package right up off the street I sing a song about love, Tennessee There's 'bout a million places I could be I know the sunny side seems out of reach When all your skinny friends keep losing teeth I know the pretty things they ain't for me There's 'bout a million things I'd rather be Maybe the good life and me and you we ain't such a good match All the chips are stacked We keep coming last Maybe we were born bad Like a sign of the times Maybe we were born bad There's no reason or rhyme You keep a bullet tied tight 'round your neck In case a couple things ain't happened yet You got a killer frame, your silhouette And 'bout a million dreams inside your head No, I can't sing you back, can't write a check And I ain't out of love, ain't out of debt It's all the little things I can't forget It's 'bout a million things I should have said Maybe the good life and me and you we ain't such a good match All the chips are stacked We keep coming last Maybe we were born bad Like a sign of the times Maybe we were born bad There's no reason or rhyme Sometimes star-crossed kids never catch a break Hard times follow wherever you go Don't let the flame inside ever die away Hold on tight, girl, don't ever lose hope Maybe the good life and me and you we ain't such a good match All the chips are stacked We keep coming last Maybe we were born bad Like a sign of the times Maybe we were born bad There's no reason or rhyme

I know a place those neon lights and that open sign in that window They look like stained glass shining on a midnight summer's eve Where that old holy spirit knows my name Old number 7 flows like rain And man you know where I go to forgive me Come Sunday morning you won't see me around These holy night hangovers hang me up Coming down 'Cause it's Saturday night when I see the light My people rolling in This place is 'bout as close to God that I've been 'Cause honey, I'm born again when you hold my hand And the band plays all those hymns I know when life gets hard I got God, this bar and my friends I'm going to Midnight Mass again There ain't no judgement day, no throwing stones in here Just a barkeep pouring vibes and bending ears On this old barroom stool you still find room For wayward souls like me and you Mother Mary, say a prayer for me dear Come Sunday morning you won't see me around These holy night hangovers hang me up Coming down 'Cause it's Saturday night when I see the light My people rolling in This place is 'bout as close to God that I've been 'Cause honey, I'm born again when you hold my hand And the band plays all those hymns I know when life gets hard I got God, this bar and my friends I'm going to Midnight Mass again Well, Oh lord I'm going to Midnight Mass again Going to Midnight Mass again And we're throwing 'em down And I'm going to town Well you know Where I go Let me go 'Cause it's Saturday night when I see the light My people rolling in This place is 'bout as close to God that I've been 'Cause honey, I'm born again when you hold my hand And the band plays all those hymns I know when life gets hard I got God, this bar and my friends I'm going to Midnight Mass again Well, Oh lord I'm going to Midnight Mass again Well, Oh lord Going to Midnight Mass again And we're throwing 'em down And I'm going to town Well you know Where I go Let me go