Let's make a film, it'll be such fun All you need is a girl and a gun Apparently We'll pump it full of art and sex It'll make a sure-fire success Of you and me And if I crumble in the face of lust The porn, pain and prescription drugs Will get me through So don't tell me I'm not thinking straight I'm looking rough but I'm feeling great I promise you There's no turning back, Ruth It's too much love that's killing me So that method stuff and your empathy I just don't need Performance problems in the bed We'll beef up your part with blood and sweat Just make-believe That you're as happy as a bird Who thinks that "cage" is just a word We call home And all your existential holes Will clog up when the camera rolls I swear No, there's no turning back, Ruth There's no turning back, Ruth The world's too big and life's too short To act so badly out of sorts We all grow up But it feels like the end has come And we've only just begun To live, my love No, there's no turning back, Ruth All you need's A girl, and a gun Give me a gun