She tells me To come next time She fools me All the while She's failure In disguise She can't take No advice Don't mess with alibies A few pathetic lies She'll get by Without wines She can't take No advice Shoot that barrell Got a rifle and a backyard All your life Gone in 2 square meters and a pint Shoot that barrell Shoot that barrell It's a countdown And can't figure any way out Some personality clash Eyes can't see Beyond that fence Dwell dwell dwell In the shell With no good reason To tell