There is a trigger for every gun
And you'll shoot, and you'll shoot,
Until your fingers got numb
Sometimes love will creep up on
You'll be going out for ice cream
And ice cream is something no
one should draw pain from
But there it is, a lightning bolt in
You'll be driving with your
foot stuck out the window
Freckled by a million hot air balloons
Honking from somewhere behind you
Love's chomping on your bumper
With its very biggest tooth
Well, you could be relaxing in an
With a pack of stingrays and the
And the self -destructing
And not a minnow in sight
But of course you'll start to think about
What would happen if these stin
grays were to duke it out
With the woolly mammoth in the
megaphonic battle of the century
There is a trigger for every gun
And you shoot, and you shoot,
Until your fingers go numb
There's no willing her back
There's no right thing to say
There's no skipping ahead
When it leaves you one day
Sometimes love will creep up on
You'll be brushing your teeth
and laying thirty years old
And you can try to wiggle by
clumps of love are chilling on your pillowcase
You'll be shopping at a price right for some
days to cook a dinner for a new friend
You'll be excited about this sort of healthy
diet that you've got yourself on
You start to blow from these
It got you feeling like you're starting
You turn the corner and love hits you as
the world's biggest diet was born
There is a trigger for every gun
And you shoot, and you shoot,
Until your fingers go numb
There's no wailing her back,
there's no right thing to say
There's no scaring her head,
There's just love in the footprint it
leaves when it steps on your face
So you tell her that you're moving on
But you told her so with another song
I was my way there, I didn't get
to work until 3 o 'clock.
the day before, I didn't get
Thursdays, I get no sleep.
So I to get off work at 6 o 'clock.
I got to be at school at 8.