If Words Were Bullets

I stole a car

In my head

Just to give a friend a lift

Up the coast, somewhere close, to save him

I robbed a bank

Just for love

To give to those who don't have much

Here's the cash

Buy life back

I'll take the heat'

But something's still wrong with me

I'll be waiting for something remarkable

I'll keep listening, oh, with my ear to the wall

Can you help me?

Cuz' I

I

Am a dangerous thing

If words were bullets, in a gun

I probably would have killed someone

And I'd just be another famous outlaw

I'd sell myself, for a piece of bread

I'm tired, tired of all of it

Could use a break, a holiday

Far, far from me

So bring on a symphony

I'll be waiting for something remarkable

I'll keep listening, oh, with my ear to the wall

Can you help me?

Cuz' I

I

Am a dangerous thing

Aha, coming for me (coming for me)

Aha, coming for me (coming for me)

Coming for me

Oh, with my ear to the wall

I'll be waiting for something remarkable

I'll keep listening, oh, with my ear to the wall

Can you help me?

Cuz' I

I

Am a dangerous thing