It’s midnight and your cellphone rings
They say, “Hey Baby”
You think to yourself
Do I want to pull that trigger
On a smokin’ gun
Is it worth just wrecking your bed or
Do you want more than
Just a smokin’ gun and the regrets
You know when the morning comes
They will be gone and
You will be left there all alone
They are just like a smokin’ gun, too hot to hold
You need more than just a smokin’ gun
