What Goes Around Comes Around

Pick you up in the suburbs tomorrow.

We won't tell, they won't follow.

Pack your bags, and put all your trust in me.

Never had a gun to his head, that's what he said,

that's why I shot him dead,

with the vengeance that his daughter fed.

I've always been a sucker for a brown eyed, punk rock girl,

and for her I'd shoot the world.

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(Shoot him down) Shoot him down for all the nightmares.

(Shoot him down) What goes around will come around.

(Shoot him down) Your father is also your pain.

I love you and for us I'll shoot him down.

No remorse.

We've got no time to look back.

The cop is on our trail

and we're driving in a Topaz.

Stuck in no-man's land, between the body and mind.

"Drop your gun!... Put your hands behind your head!"

Turn around, pop a clip, hit him in his chest.

Home free, and we're headed for the border.

Spending time in Mexico, Tijuana.

Drown our shame then start our lives again,

in California.

[Chorus]

Next thing I know, I'm all alone in a motel.

No explanation, no letter goodbye.

I can't promise much, but I do promise this.

I promise to find you.

So I can remind you.

I loved you and for us I shot him down.