I'm going to kill you, and you; all of the people I see.
Hey you! and you; where do you think you're going?
I'm going insane and you're going to pay.
Who's going to town?
Buy me a gun.

I've been lonely.
Things are not about to change.
I've been hiding.
Don't bother look for me.
I'm running away from the things I create.
I'm tearing inside.
Buy me a gun.

I'm going to be you, and you.
Whether you like it or not.
Because I do; I hate myself.
I'm going insane.
And no-one to blame.
Are you going to town?
Buy me a gun.

Feel good, do you?
I won't be at will.
I'm running away from the thing that I am.
I'm tearing inside.
Buy me a gun.