Juliette Has A Gun

Juliette has a gun She's always on the run She's in the other room Waiting for you Roll the dice ,she's never nice Scratch marks on the wall She's been on the road Ms.Americana heart full of gold Hair short like Madonna Eyes so cold We're living like we're already dead We're living like we're already dead She said she'd never leave she's Been that way since we were 16 Sitting on the roof we didn't have a clue You both would be gone too See I've found hope in the darkest places Accepting what's gone Have faith in what can happen now Even crooks can be sages I know you never meant to hurt nobody your life's been a wreck And you thought you had nothing left but you have yourself Juliette In the hotel lobby you can Be any body You have yourself Juliette Don't give up now Juliette the Psych ward isn't a warm bead Juliette Juliette Juliette