Donnas Revolver
Half cocked and fully loaded
Not even trying to sugar coat it
You're aimed at me
but you're shooting blanks
And it dosen't hurt thanks but no thanks
But it's a matter of time
Till you get yours, and I get mine
It might not be me
But you're gonna answer to
somebody Revolver
You've got one foot in your mouth,
and one foot in the grave
You were digging a hole,
and now you're digging a cave
It's not that funny anymore
By the time you wake up
sobered up and sore
I left my comebacks at the door
I didn't know what I was in for
You're deeper than you've ever been before
