Perfect Gun - Rework

I felt so nice when a man had told me «Everything's free.»

It’s been my fifteenth attempt

to see the world what it’s like I wanted to be

Don’t want to be bad, don’t want to be bad.

The only thing I can do

is to write down what is now

nothing that has already been.

Not another people’s thoughts of the future non.

She’s dancing with you all the way down.

And then your love is a song.

You stretch out and then you lay down.

She’s loading the perfect gown.

She’s dancing with you all the way down.

And then your love is a song.

You stretch out and then you lay down.

She’s loading the perfect gown.

I’m living into your dreams

I’m drifting out of my life.

You’re a myth.

You’re a machine.

Where everything could be so nice

But it’s so mean, it’s so mean.

Check my hands on the way down.

Computers, humming a song.

Handwriting from your hand, down.

And you are loading your gun

And what if you were bad?

What if you were bad?

But you’re so nice, you’re so nice.

And I’m so mean.

She’s dancing with you all the way down.

And then your love is a song.

You stretch out and then you lay down.

She’s loading the perfect gown.

He’s working with you 'till the morning.

He must pay for her house.

For a bad trap, she is falling

But she’ll get out of it, she knows.

I felt so nice when a man had told me «Everything's free.»

It’s been my fifteenth attempt

to see the world what it’s like I wanted to be

Don’t want to be bad, don’t want to be bad.

But the only thing I can do

is to write down what is now

Nothing that has already been.

Not some other people’s thought of the future.

I had seen

I hadn’t seen.

It’s so nice.

But I think I am mean.

You’re so sweet.

Check my hand on the way

and don’t be me

don’t be so mean.

Computers humming a song.

Handwriting from your hand down

and you are loading your gun.

What if you were bad?

what if you were bad?

but you’re so nice, you’re so nice

and I’m so mean.