Bite the hand, I know she doesn t care
Leave the trail, the hounds will find us anywhere
Call the cops and tell em what we ve done
Tell em that tonight we stole your father s guns
With your right hand, you saying
I think we re gunna be so close
Let s sing a song on our way back home
You and me, shooting holes at the moon
You and me, (on our way back home) shooting holes at the moon
Take my hand, theres no one here to see
Push your bones against the earth, believe
With your right hand, you saying
I think we re gunna be so close
Let s sing a song on our way back home
You and me, shooting holes at the moon
You and me, (on our way back home) shootin holes at the moon
