Falling out the windowTripping on a wrinkle in the rugfalling out of love, dearIt hurt much worse when you gave up
Just don't tell me which way I oughta runOr what good I could do anyone'Cause my heart it was a gunBut it's unloaded nowSo don't bother
Climbing up the ladderBreaking my shin on the very first rungWaking up the neighborsIt's all right, they understand they're just as dumb
And they don't tell me which way I oughta runOr what good I could do anyone'Cause my heart it was a gunBut it's unloaded nowSo don't bother me nowDon't bother
Crawling back to you nowI sold my guitar to the girl next doorShe asked me if I knew howI told her I don't think so anymore
Don't tell me which way I oughta runWhat good could I do anyone'Cause my heart it was a gunBut it's unloaded nowSo don't bother