Art Of The Gun
Funny how this begins
Holding court over a bottle of gin
He says, "You don't know what it's like to be me"
She says, "No, don't talk to me like I'm dumb"
He says, "Shut up shut up shut up shut up shut up
You don't understand the art of the gun"
He broke his fingers when he hit the wall
She got a towel and put in ice from the refrigerator
He says, "You're much too nice for me to believe"
She says, "Oh, you think I think this is fun?"
He says, "Leave me alone leave me alone
You can't understand the art of the gun"
She says, "Nothing's shot except our love"
She says, "Oh, you think I think you have won
The art of the gun"
El arte del arma
Es curioso cómo esto comienza
Celebrando sobre una botella de ginebra
Él dice, 'No sabes lo que es ser yo'
Ella dice, 'No, no me hables como si fuera tonta'
Él dice, 'Cállate cállate cállate cállate cállate
No entiendes el arte del arma'
Se rompió los dedos cuando golpeó la pared
Ella tomó una toalla y puso hielo del refrigerador
Él dice, 'Eres demasiado amable para que yo crea'
Ella dice, 'Oh, ¿crees que esto me divierte?'
Él dice, 'Déjame en paz déjame en paz
No puedes entender el arte del arma'
Ella dice, 'Nada ha sido disparado excepto nuestro amor'
Ella dice, 'Oh, ¿crees que pienso que has ganado
El arte del arma'