Love was drugs and liquor Oh, God willing, God willing These demons that are crawling up my spine Two were dead but I survived No voice, just my ears and my eyes Cut my losses and I cut all of my ties 'Cause she's got her finger on the trigger She's got her finger on the trigger She's aiming for your head She's aiming for your head Yellow painting the summer Value floated down the river And never even notice time go by Love was you, guns and money Hey, killers, killers, killers Ain't that funny? We're all busy searching for our sanity 'Cause she's got her finger on the trigger She's got her finger on the trigger And she's aiming for your head She's aiming for your head She's aiming for your head Well, aren't you so damn lovely?