be your own pet
october, first account
I will bring anything for three With a dusty smile and a loaded gun You ask me again, what's in it for me? Well thanks and tell me come undone  Painted red, our hands are white I've never seen this place before Seen through, we're on our way Through and through each bolted door  Driving us down for it's chase And we run any day we'll skip town It'll never hear us come Driving us down for it's chase And we run any day we'll skip town It'll never hear us come  won't you help me out? Won't you please help me figure it all out? We've cut ourselves open a hundred times We've cut ourselves open a hundred times But we're not out of ammo yet But we're not out of ammo yet  Oh now no, won't you help me out? Won't you please help me figure it all out? We've cut ourselves open a hundred times We've cut ourselves open a hundred times But we're not out of ammo yet, not yet But we're not out of ammo yet, not yet  Driving us down for it's chase And we run any day we'll skip town It'll never hear us come Driving us down for it's chase And we run any day we'll skip town It'll never hear us come Driving us down for it's chase And we run any day we'll skip town It'll never hear us come Driving us down for it's chase And we run any day we'll skip town It'll never hear us come