Half cocked and fully loaded
Not even trying to sugar coat it
You're aimed at me
but you're shooting blanks
And it dosen't hurt thanks but no thanks

But it's a matter of time
Till you get yours, and I get mine
It might not be me
But you're gonna answer to
somebody Revolver

You've got one foot in your mouth,
and one foot in the grave
You were digging a hole,
and now you're digging a cave

It's not that funny anymore
By the time you wake up
sobered up and sore

I left my comebacks at the door
I didn't know what I was in for
You're deeper than you've ever been before