it doesn't need to light up
for me to know
your gorgeous mister
is hanging by the phone
i heard his voice once
at the start of a weekend
he sounds like a garbage disposal swallowing a carton of cigarettes
and it worries me
yes it worries me
that you've got my blood
and it hurries me
yes it hurries me
to load up these guns you lost my trust
when you left the room
when you tried to control me
i learned to outplay you
you yanked my heart
every time you'd leave
you became the pretender
the beta authority
but all that i am now
armed with fire in my blood
is what i have learned from you
and what i have learned from you
is to go go go
go great guns it doesn't need to swell up
for me to see your ignorance bubbling underneath my skin
i've seen the wrath of god
tear apart this land
so i can't help but laugh at you
because you've got nothing but the hair on the back of your hand
and it worries me
yes it worries me
that you've got my blood
and it hurries me
yes it hurries me
to load up these guns you lost my trust
when you left the room
when you tried to control me
i learned to outplay you
you yanked my heart
every time you'd leave
you became the pretender
the beta authority
but all that i am now:
armed with fire in my blood
is what i have learned from you
and what i have learned from you
is to go go go
go great guns