She's like the city at night With all the bright lights But deep down there's something inside That keeps her up and alive She doesn't know what I like That bottle is one place you could hide She says: "I'm gonna buy a gun, I'm sick of looking dumb I'll wear it out in the streets And all the boys that I meet Will think differently of me" She shows up at night With a hand full of wine I'm tired, but I'll let her in We drink on my bed We talk about shit She slowly rests her head on me She says: "I'm gonna buy a gun, I'm sick of looking dumb I'll wear it out in the streets And all the boys that I meet Will think differently of me" She says: "I'm gonna buy a gun, I'm sick of looking dumb I'll wear it out in the streets And all the boys that I meet Will think differently of me" She says: "I'm gonna buy a gun, I'm sick of looking dumb I'll wear it out in the streets And all the boys that I meet Will think differently of me"