"Looks like we've come to the end of the road There's not point in running away now I'd rather sleep until the storm is gone She'd rather be shooting at me now I know we will end up in anger I don't think we grew up We just became older She's aiming her words Ready to fire I don't think that bullets will bring back desire (I don't think that bullets will bring back desire) I don't think that bullets will bring back desire I don't think that bullets will bring back desire Looks like a blink of an eye's not enough She'd rather be staying for days now I'd rather fix it than mess up again She'd rather be burning it all now I know we will end up in anger I don't think we grew up We just became older She's aiming her words Ready to fire I don't think that bullets will bring back desire (I don't think that bullets will bring back desire) I don't think that bullets will bring back desire I don't think that bullets will bring back desire"