Lyrics

Another night under the same old stars
Newer guns for the same old wars
Short-term rock & roller
Defensive man, defensive driver

Can’t train a bullet to reverse itself and go back to the gun

When I gave you my jacket
And you just went through the pockets
A freeway mattress that I couldn’t avoid
The calls keep coming, but you push them aside

Can’t train a bullet to reverse itself and go back to the gun
To reverse itself and go back to the gun

Comfort like a pilot light that I can’t light

Sometimes you don’t see the hammer till it’s fallen
Sometimes you don’t ever hear the curtain call
Sometimes you don’t see the hammer till it’s fallen
Sometimes you don’t ever hear the curtain call