Album: Forget (2010)

Shooting Holes

Bite the hand, I know she doesn't care
Leave the trail, the hounds will find us anywhere
Call the cops and tell 'em what we've done
Tell 'em that tonight we stole your father's guns

With your right hand, you saying
I think we're gunna be so close
Let's sing a song on our way back home

You and me, shooting holes at the moon
You and me, (on our way back home) shooting' holes at the moon
You and me, shooting holes at the moon

Take my hand, theres no one here to see
Push your bones against the earth, believe

With your right hand, you saying
I think there's gunna be so close
Let's sing a song on our way back home

You and me, shooting holes at the moon
You and me, (on our way back home) shootin' holes at the moon
You and me, shooting holes at the moon
(on our way back home)

You and me, shooting holes at the moon
You and me, (on our way back home) shooting' holes at the moon
You and me, shooting holes at the moon