Did you really think, I'd just forgive and forget, no After catching you with her Your blood should run cold, so cold You, you two-timing, cheap-lying, wannabe You're a fool, if you thought that I'd just let this go I see red, red, oh red A gun to your head, head, to your head Now all I see is red, red, red Did you really just say, she didn't mean anything, oh I'll remember those words, when I come for your soul, your soul Know that you, you dug your own grave, now lie in it You're so cruel, but revenge is a dish best served cold I see red, red, oh red A gun to your head, head, to your head, oh Executioner style, and there won't be no trial Don't you know that you're better off dead All I see is red, red, oh red Now all I see is Run, hide Oh, you're so done Oh, better sleep with one eye open tonight I see red, red, oh red, oh A gun to your head, head, to your head, oh Executioner style, and there won't be no trial Don't you know that you're better off dead All I see is red, red, oh red Now all I see is red, red

I have boys in every country code Just a rollin' stoner on a roll I'd bring the cowgirl out and cock them guns Always leave before the cowboy comes Then I met you Saturday night, I tried to run away Sunday morning, I woke up fucked up, with you right next to me Had a flight booked to Japan, but you took me by the hand Now every morning I wake up with you right next to me I'm walking on air, kickin' my blues Everything stops when I'm with you So slide over here, tell me the truth I know you love me wearing nothing but your boots Never thought about that wifey life Wedding bells just made me wanna die But when you grab me and you spin me 'round You really screw my head up upside-down Then I met you Saturday night, I tried to run away Sunday morning, I woke up fucked up, with you right next to me Had a flight booked to Japan, but you took me by the hand Now every morning I wake up with you right next to me I'm walking on air, kickin' my blues Everything stops when I'm with you So slide over here, tell me the truth I know you love me wearing nothing but your boots If you can't handle these claws, you don't get this kitty Baby, pick me up, spin me 'round, take me on a ride Pull you by the belt, recognize that you're mine tonight Baby, pick me up, spin me 'round, take me on a ride Pull you by the belt, recognize that you're mine tonight I'm walking on air, kickin' my blues Everything stops, ah When I'm wearing, when I'm wearing, baby, nothing but your boots Nothing but your boots Nothing but your boots

You keep saying you got something for me Something you call love, but I call sex You've been kissing when you ought-a-be-a screwing And now someone else can kiss your ass These boots are made for walking, that's just what they'll do And one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you You been lying and there ain't no believing And you keep saying when you oughta-be into bed And you been staying when you ought-a-be-a leaving And what's right is right, but you ain't been right yet These boots are made for walking, that's just what they'll do And one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you You keep dressing ways you shouldn't be dressing And you keep thinking that you'll never get burned, ha! I just found me a brand new box spring mattress What? You know, bitch, you got a lot to learn These boots are made for walkin', that's just what they'll do And one of these days these boots are gonna stomp all over you Yeah! Are you ready boots? Are you ready boots? Are you ready boots? Start walking! And you think I'm kidding, don'tcha?!