I'm gonna buy a gun, So I can end it any time I want, And laugh as I blow it away, Funny as an atom bomb, Solemn as a child at a ticker tape parade, Black clothes on a sunny day. Drink it down, And break the gla** for me, I'm so much older than the boy I was, And half the man I used to be. Lay me out, I'm in my sunday best, Why don't you take a bow and say a prayer, When you put my memory to rest. He's gonna be a man, Trade tennis shoes for combat boots, Slingshot for a machine gun in his hands. She's gonna work at a desk, As good as any man and better at their best, Do I look smaller in a dress. Light me up like fireworks, I never gave a f** or cared much when it hurt, But now it's just too close to my core, She's a who*e and he's her man, Stitch me up so I can stand, Rub our stony hearts together, To spark and burn the feathers from our backs.