there was a time I could not believe
some fates are worse than death
that was before I saw you leave
now I wish we'd never met
if you own a gun please consider me
and show mercy to my soul
if you've lost someone I'm sure you know
nothing's worse than growing old
I wake up and cry till I sleep again
this heart just can't be fixed
if I could I'd sleep and not wake again
I'll try until it sticks
if you own a gun please consider me
and show mercy to my soul
if you've lost someone I'm sure you know
nothing's worse than growing old
I knew that you could not be true
put I persist in unbelief
the love we made just makes me blue
to die would be sweet relief
if you own a gun please consider me
and show mercy to my soul
if you've lost someone I'm sure you know
nothing's worse than growing old
credits
from Tits At Your Christmas Party,
track released June 9, 2011
singing and guitar: Three Ninjas
bass: Geoff B. Gibbs
steel guitar: J.B. Kardong
fiddle: Erica Johansen
recorded by tangentbot
Thanks to Jen Miller for letting me borrow her fancy guitar!