I’ve been hanging roundEverywhere you go in townWatching you forget meI want to see you crackI’m going to get you backPut your hands up babyYou’re talking to me like I’m in your debtYou don’t remember things I can’t forgetNow you don’t look so wellTurn that gun back on yourselfAnd take a load off babyI’ve had enough this timeGive me back my boots you swineIt’s your fault you hate meI only hate you ’cause I hate myselfIt breaks my heart that I can’t wish you wellNow I could end this hereDie and take you with me dearIt could be so easyI don’t care what you doIâll still be rid of youJust make your mind up babyI’ll turn around I’ll walk away from youIf I turn back I’ll be the death of you.andreriot