Bullets and Bruises

Give me a gun I'm not gonna use it I only want bullets and bruises I only want relief Says the son Turn on the lights And then I'll keep quiet I only want to see you deny it I only want to see the only one The only one Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh! Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh! Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh! Oh Oh Oh Oh Give me the stars And I will behold them I'll love them, then scold them I only want to be The setting sun, the setting sun! Give me a gun I'm not gonna use it I only want bullets and bruises Bullets and bruises Bullets and bruises Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh! Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh! Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh! Oh Oh Oh Oh