With your Am bright yellow G gun, Am you own the G sun
And I Am think I G need a little Am poison G

To keep me tame, keep me awake
I have nothing to offer but confusion

And the circus in my head
And the middle of the bed
In the middle of the night

With your bright silver frown, you own the town
And I think I need a little poison

I have no secrets, I have no lies
I have nothing to offer, but the middle of the night
And I think you need a little poison

Dm You leak one C apple a Dm week to surCvive
And Dm you still have to C ask if you're aDmlive C

You have nothing to offer
But police my dreams
Keep me clean
Keep me awake

With your bright yellow gun, you own the sun
And I think I need a little poison

With your bright silver grin, you own sin
And I think I need a little poison (x3)

Bright yellow gun (x6)