Smoking Gun

Bring me home when the summer streets were mine
Fireworks, and the taste of stolen wine
And we don't know what we'd become
But it's a long way off
Bring me home and I will say to you
Come down, down, down, down
Light up the smoking gun
It burns my lungs but I run
And I am ready for you
When you come around
I dance in spite of me
Under the twilight trees
It's hard to slow my heart beat down, down
When you come around
When you told me it was over
And you wonder if I got hurt
I get up but every day I'm down, down, down, down, down, down
But I come around
And I was young
You were old at seventeen
And we got high on the heavy summer heat
I don't know why we let go, I lose you over and over
Bring me home and I will say to you
I'm down, down, down, down
Light up the smoking gun
It burns my lungs but I run
And I am ready for you
When you come around
I dance in spite of me
Under the twilight trees
It's hard to slow my heart beat down, down
When you come around
When you told me it was over
And you wonder if I got hurt
I get up but every day I'm down, down, down, down, down, down
But I come around
Come around
Come around
Come around
I come around
Come around
Come around
Come around
I come around
Light up the smoking gun
It burns my lungs but I run
And I am ready for you
When you come around
I dance in spite of me
Under the twilight trees
It's hard to slow my heart beat down, down
When you come around