The Bullet and the Gun

SIR - THE BULLET AND THE GUN

I can paint a picture worth a thousand words

She can start a fire with a single stare

I give away love for less than it's worth

But she can make love when it isnt there

She said she needs me to survive

But without her wouldn t be alive

Our love is all we have to lose

So theres nothing left to prove

There's nothing left to prove

Im the artist and shes the muse

We never had the right to choose

Shes the bullet and I'm the gun

And we're aiming straight for the sun

I'm so used to being misunderstood

Shes the only one that understands me

I could never be the perfect man

But even when my baby just can't stand me

She says she needs me to survive

And without her I wouldn't be alive

Our love is all we have to lose

So theres nothing left to prove

Nothing left to prove

I'm the artist and shes the muse

And we never had the riaht to choose

Shes the bullet and I'm the gun

And we re aiming straight for the sun