son of a gun

White Lies

I m not going tell you anything
Anything you really want to hear
You disconnected everything
Except that ringing in your ear

Yes I ve heard the desert sing
I ve met the ghost that hooked you in
I ve climbed the dust of nothingness
Before that sugar on the fringe

Cos heaven is just a hole
Where everyone seems to fall
And one day disappear
Heaven is just a hole
Deeper than all my love
Could ever be

So if you re going to run
Like a son of a gun
Then I m not bullet
I m not bullet
Lost your mind
On a different time
You won t undo it
Won t undo it

If you re going to run
Like a son of a gun
Then I m not bullet
I m not bullet
Lost your mind
On a different time
You won t undo it
Won t undo it

I m not going to tell you anything
Anything you really want to think
Is it truly you haven there?
I m yet to see a pair of wings

Cos heaven is just a hole
Where everyone seems to fall
And one day disappear
Heaven is just a hole
Deeper than all my love
Could ever be

So if you re going to run
Like a son of a gun
Then I m not bullet
I m not bullet
Lost your mind
On a different time
You won t undo it
Won t undo it

If you re going to run
Like a son of a gun
Then I m not bullet
I m not bullet
Lost your mind
On a different time
You won t undo it
Won t undo it

So if you re going to run
Like a son of a gun
Then I m not bullet
I m not bullet
Lost your mind
On a different time
You won t undo it
Won t undo it

If you re going to run
Like a son of a gun
Then I m not bullet
I m not bullet
Lost your mind
On a different time
You won t undo it
Won t undo it