Evann McIntosh
GUNS IN AMERICA
[Chorus]
Well, you could’ve loved me
But you didn’t try to
I’ll sleep alone tonight
Pretend I’m beside you, oh, no, no
And all I ever wanted from you was
Oh, everything you couldn’t give to me
And all I ever wanted from you was
Oh, anything you couldn’t give to me

[Verse 1]
Heavy heart strings
It has been a workout
Hoping that we work out
I fan the flame, so it won’t burn out
But baby I'm burnt out
Heavy heart strings, heavy heart
You played symphonies on them
Like a bitter Mozart
It’s hard to really face my demons
I still look back to what we had
And I still
Look for deeper meaning
Read in between the lines just to find
Anything worth keeping
Shout out to my lexile
That’s how often I’ve been reading
Into it
[Pre-Chorus]
And you know that you can
Still catch me stare at ya
I just wanna hold you
I don’t wanna control you
Save that for guns in America, no
I don’t want your pity
I don’t want your tears
Save that for fires in Australia

[Interlude]
And now for a look at climate change
Many U.K. scientists are saying that the bush fires in Australia (Mmm)
Are a warning for things to come around the globe

[Chorus]
And you could’ve loved me (Recent report from the U.K.'s met office)
(Scientists say that if the global temperature raises minus three degrees Celsius more than the industrial limits) And you didn’t try to
(By the end of this century, could be fires like we've seen in Australia in many other locations) Oh
Well, I’ll sleep alone tonight (I'll sleep alone)
Pretend I’m beside you (Pretend I’m beside you)
All I ever wanted from you was
Oh, anything you couldn’t give to me (Tried to)
And all I ever wanted from you was
Oh, everything you couldn’t give to me (Beside you)
[Verse 2]
Why you talk to me like that?
You get so defensive
Words like ammunition
Always hate it when I’m like that
And always say that I
Should’ve done it different
That I was too persistent
That I should’ve gave you space or say
That I was far too distant
Yeah, that’s something that you’d say
You know that’s such a contradiction
Why you talk to me like that?
You get so defensive
Words like ammunition

[Pre-Chorus]
Just like guns in America
I just wanna hold you
I don’t wanna control you
Save that for guns in America
No, I don’t want your pity
I don’t want your tears
No, no, no
Save that for fires in Australia