作曲
Cynthia Nabozny/Matias Gabriel Mora
A girl told a boy who told a girl who told a boy
You don't get to me, no, you don't, no
She ran along for runnin' fast was always fun
She needs some sweet release, oh, she needs some
She gave him all that's precious
She said, "Take a shot"
"What to do, what to do?" he thought
("What to do, what to do?" he thought)
Said he'd be there for her, but he don't know how
She's a lonely gun and he can't seem to find the trigger
And he can't seem to find
And he can't seem to find the trigger
He can't seem to find
And he can't seem to find the trigger
He said, "Come to me 'cause I could be just what you need"
But he don't satiate, no, he don't
She said, "Don't try to hide, you better not try to hide from me"
Needs some sweet release, she needs some
She gave him all he wanted
She said, "Take a shot"
"What to do, what to do?" he thought
("What to do, what to do?" he thought)
Said he'd be there for her, but he don't know how
She's a lonely gun and he can't seem to find the trigger
She's a lonely gun and he can't seem to find
And he can't seem to find the trigger
Lonely gun and he can't seem to find
And he can't seem to find the trigger
You could see it in her walk
You could see it in her walk
You could see it in her walk
You could see it in her walk (Oh...)
You could see it in her walk
You could see it in her walk (Oh...)
You could see it in her...
You could see it in her walk
She's a lonely gun
She's a lonely gun and he can't seem to find
And he can't seem to find the trigger
Lonely gun and he can't seem to find
And he can't seem to find the trigger