Kathryn Joseph
Buried Guns
I say that I need this place
As I hold your face
The color's not great
And come with me now
You call me a friend
You show me this place
But, I've been disgraced
And I'm not sure
I won't be right in the end my love
I won't be right in the end my love
Yes you, there's always the truth
You're showing your roots
And you need this place
And come with me now
I see you in town
Waving your guns
And I'm such a clown
I know your face
I know your face
I know your face
I'm not sure
I'm not sure
I'm not sure
I'm not sure
This is bad, does this mean when you're not with me
This is bad, does this mean you shouldn't miss me
If you see it through
You can see it through
If you see it through
I said that I need this place
As I hold your face
The color's not great
Come with me now
I won't be right in the end
I won't be right in the end
I won't be right in the end my love
And I won't be right in the end my love
And I won't be right in the end my love
I won't be right in the end my love
I won't be there for
And I won't be there for