[Verse 1]
I'm smoking a cigarette beside the reservoir
Trying to process what we've just done
Do you feel a thrill when your knife punctures the skin
I'm in the morgue, and I'm beside our repertoire
I'm sick of a world that's all work and no fun
How does my gun feel in the palm of your hand?
How do I know that you'll be by my side?
If I'm in a bank heist or I'm thrown a curveball
How do I know that you'll be at my side?
How would you fancy being my gun moll?
[Chorus]
Bonnie and Clyde will ride into the sunset forevermore
Bonnie and Clyde will ride into the sunset forevermore
[Verse 2]
You're so beautiful and bonny, Mrs. Parker
But how do I know that you won't slow me down?
You're asking me questions that I cannot answer
But how do I know that I won't slowly drown
Excuse me for not yearning to be fancy
Are you the Bonnie to my Clyde, or am I the Sid to your Nancy?
I should've known you wouldn't bring me down
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
As the sun sets down upon the hill
Your hand is clenched in my hand still
"We'll make it out of here alive," is what I tell myself
This is the place that we stabbed and then frenched
As gunshots go out, your hand comes unclenched
"We'll make it out of here alive," I silently lie to myself
[Chorus repeated and fades out]