Barrel of a Gun

Hey, pretty little darling Don't be afraid Run with the devil won't you Come out with me and play Driving down the road with a cheeky smile I'm dying for the cause, but I don't know why Used to feel so numb, the things I've done I am staring down the barrel of a loaded gun I gotta run, catch me later We got, we gotta run Gotta be a man to face it all I gotta run, catch me later We got, we gotta run Gotta be a man to have it all Hey, tiny little dancer, dressed to kill The twenty four seven, aim and fire at will Taken by the road, with a see-through smile I'm a lost cause but I don't know why Used to feel so numb the things I've done I am staring down the barrel of a loaded gun I gotta run, catch me later We got, we gotta run Gotta be a man to face it all I gotta run, catch me later We got, we gotta run Gotta be a man to have it all I lose my mind and down I go I'm dreaming of you Trying hard to stand by you Bleeding hard, and now I am breaking through Every night I lose the fight I gotta run, catch me later We got, we gotta run Gotta be a man to face it all I gotta run, catch me later We got, we gotta run Gotta be a man to have it all