Consequences

Old Text from a friend Who's too young to be dead Nothing good ever lasts So don't be hasty or crass I'd like to see a world That can forgive and forget But The consequences of my actions Keep hunting me down and making me sick I try to hide, I try to run But it leaves me staring down the barrel of your gun Front-row seat to the crash Get out your camera but no flash Watch as the dark starts closing in And he repents for his sins Reckless Abandon Sets the scene All thoughts drowned out by his screams But The consequences of his actions Keep hunting him down and making him sick He tries to hide, oh girl he tries to run But it leaves him staring down the barrel of your gun But The consequences of your actions Keep hunting you down and making you sick You try to hide, oh girl, you try to run But it leaves you staring down the barrel of my gun