The pressure in my head And my hands are full of bullets But I didn't mean to hurt you, no It's ticking in my head And my hands are full of bullets But I didn't mean to start a war We collide, then walk away We collide, then walk away We collide, then walk away And end up closer than parted The pressure in my head And my hands are full of bullets But I didn't mean to hurt you, no It's ticking in my head And my hands are full of bullets But I didn't mean to start a war We collide, then walk away We collide, then walk away We collide, then walk away And end up closer than parted We collide, then walk away We collide, then walk away We collide, then walk away And end up closer than parted And end up closer than parted And end up closer than parted And end up closer than parted And end up closer than parted And end up closer than parted