Your Bullets

I've got the feeling that it's up for grabs The grief of this life is so meaningless I hate to see my own apathy But I'm not sure I can see its beauty It's time to get down and tame you It's time to get down and scrape you Your bullets From your gun Just get shot back Your bullets From your gun Just get shot back I never thought I'd be so hurt and used I guess I own it all but I'm still bruised I wait to see if anyone will notice I hate to say it but they just don't show it It's time to get down and tame you It's time to get down and scrape you Your bullets From your gun Just get shot back Your bullets From your gun Just get shot back