Final Fatal Supporter

Leading lambs to the slaughter I miss you like my daughter misses home Turn to hide your eyes Can’t sleep here She has to find her own way home I have to find another to love her And you are the smallest knock on my tomb I’ll succumb to all the love You never feel but you're You’re my gun I’ll succumb to all the love You never hear but you're You're my gun You’re my gun Her blue eyes like flies on a body No don’t let me live 'til I’m sorry Giving up this life is giving in All you’ve let forgiven is hidden now And I apologize I’ll succumb to all the love You never feel but you’re You’re my gun I’ll succumb to all the love And when you’re here You’re my You’re my gun You're my gun Leave me here, last year Grown to know you’d hold me Act young to feel old You’re old enough just to show me But you show me up