Sister With A Gun

Take it back, take it back
End this dance, we know to well
This never had, never had
To be the last thing that you said

Sister with a gun, crank the radio
She doesn't have the sense to aim at where she goes
Sister with a gun, shut it all down
She doesn't have the, she doesn't have the sense

So I guess you never left, you'd see the lies you crafted into this
You sew a stitch like a patch in this emptiness
So I wish you never said, we'd cut ties and come to this again
She takes the thread and it starts to unravel

Oh embellished lies, we're calling ghosts now
Playing Simon says, caressing fallout now

Tasteless charm, you run away from everything you know
Strung apart, you tear away at everything, everything

For your sake now, you plunge into the fray
Tracing fragments all in disarray
Even though distance is running thin
Pick up the needle again

You wear this armor made of cloth, it won't stop the pending dissonance
Maybe a chance this could all turn over?
And so now its torn apart, you've been left out to the elements
You've sewn this thread it starts to unravel

Oh embellished lies, we're calling ghosts now
Playing Simon says, caressing fallout
Tucked in your tapestry, then there's no safety
Just a placebo and fading comfort

Tasteless charm, you run away from everything you know
Strung apart, you tear away at everything, everything
Tasteless charm, you run away from everything you know
Strung apart, you tear away at everything, everything
Tasteless charm, you run away from everything you know
Strung apart, you tear away at everything, everything