You thought 'you won't'. In the nighttime you sold the cheap feelings we'd come to own.
It's a cold sweat you catch. An old itch to scratch, always comes back before long.
Wish it on a lung now. Say it till it dies. 
Back where it's begun.
Are we staring down the gun?
Wash out that stem in your old beaten head,
the bastard you sent back for more.
It's a cold sweat you catch. An old itch to scratch, always comes back before long.
Wish it on a lung now. Say it till it dies. 
Back where it's begun.
Are we staring down the gun?
Cuz all of the time is torture, the river is shallow tonight.
Are we gonna run it dry?
Looking over your shoulder, and i'm staring in your life.
Am I gonna know this time?
You thought 'you won't'. In the nighttime you sold the cheap feelings we'd come to own.
Wish it on a lung now. Say it till it dies. 
Back where it's begun.
Are we staring down the gun?
Waiting on a light now. 
Back where we begun. 
Wishin' it was time now.
Are we staring down the gun?