When I get my gun
Oh, I’m checkin out
Out of everything
Oh, I’m going down

Ain't no one I love
That I’ve treated well
I’m holding on to you
And staring into hell

I’m holding on to you and staring into hell

Bullet for me
Bullet for you
I’m going down
You’re coming too

I’ve cut you down
Baby its no lie
Next time we have it out
We’re both gonna die

Next time we have it out we’re both gonna die

I’ve got my medicine
Baby, it won’t do
Every hurt I have
Taken out on you
I’m broken down
Baby, I’m no good
Don’t know why you don’t leave me
When you know you should

Don’t know why you don’t leave me when you know you should

When I get my gun
I'm cashing out
Oh, Out of Tennessee
Where the noose is runnin’ now

I can hear it in your voice
See it in your eyes
All the pain I’ve caused
All my dirty lies

When I get my gun
Oh I’m checkin out
Out of everything
Oh I’m going down

Ain’t no one I love
That I’ve treated well
I'm holding on to you
And staring into hell
Oh, I’m holding on to you and staring into hell