Point Counterpoint Lyrics

Point Counterpoint lyrics

i've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock



my finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked



and i can't stop staring at the tick tock clock



and even if i could i would never give up



with a vest on my chest and a bullet in my lung



i can't believe i'm dying with my song unsung



so if and when i die won't you bury me alone?



because i'll never get to heaven if i'm singing this song:







if there was something wrong would you be oh so strong?



would you do what it takes to move this hollow life along?



i'd like to think i would, you know i'd like to think i would



but i guarantee that what you see is not reality



and every time i make a point she makes a counterpoint



she said it's easy but in the end you'll have no choice



and you know that's only just the way it goes



(you said it right man, that is just the way it goes)



and the days, and the days they seem like forever



and the days, and the days they seem like forever



but forever isn't ever enough



i'd like to sing a song (please swear you won't be long)



i'll try not to be long but i don't want to get this story wrong



there was a kid who never cared about the little things



don't even bother because i'm tired and i'm sick of it



and every time she makes a point i'll make a counterpoint



she said it's easy but in the end you'll have no choice



and you know that's only just the way it goes



(you said it right man, that is just the way it goes)







i've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock



my finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked



and i can't stop staring at the tick tock clock



and even if i could i would never give up



with a vest on my chest and a bullet in my lung



i can't believe i'm dying with my song unsung



so if and when i die won't you bury me alone?



because i'll never get to heaven if i'm singing this song:







oh, you don't know where i've been



oh, you don't know what i've seen







if i did something right



would you give up this fight?



would you say you were wrong and maybe someone else was kind of right



i'd like to think you would



you know i'd like to think you would



but i can't guarantee that what you get is an apology



jump back to the day we met



i never thought that it would end this way



if ever i let you down i want to ask of you



to take it down a notch and we can talk it on through







and the days, and the days they seem like forever



and the days, and the days they seem like forever



but forever isn't ever enough



i'd like to sing a song (please swear you won't be long)



i'll try not to be long but i don't want to get this story wrong



there was a kid who never cared about the little things



don't even bother because i'm tired and i'm sick of it



and every time she makes a point i'll make a counterpoint



she said it's easy but in the end you'll have no choice



and you know that's only just the way it goes



(you said it right man, that is just the way it goes)







i've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock



my finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked



and i can't stop staring at the tick tock clock



and even if i could i would never give up



with a vest on my chest and a bullet in my lung



i can't believe i'm dying with my song unsung



so if and when i die won't you bury me alone?



because i'll never get to heaven if i'm singing this song:







oh, you don't know where i've been



oh, you don't know what i've seen







so tell me friend: how's it going to end?



when the shit goes down



and there's no one left around to get your back



you'll crack



you'll smile and agree with everything they say



they'll try to tell you that it's all okay



but it's not and you're shot and you're bleeding pretty bad



and you can't stop thinking about the things you never had



like a wife and a kid and the things you never did



you're running around



you're living a life that's empty in the end, my friend



oh, you'll take back all you've said



oh, when the regrets fill your head



trust me i've been there before



i would not wish it upon my greatest enemy



what irony



once friends, but i find: you'll have to learn this lesson on your own







so i waited by the phone but that phone never rang



and i sang so loud so i wouldn't hear the bang



when the bang never came



and i never got the call: fuck it! thank you! i love you all!



some are going to say that we're doomed to repeat



all our past mistakes



great



but that's not me



and even if it was i would always disagree



because in the end i always get the better of me







i've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock



my finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked



and i can't stop staring at the tick tock clock



and even if i could i would never give up



with a vest on my chest and a bullet in my lung



i can't believe i'm dying with my song unsung



so if and when i die won't you bury me alone?



because i'll never get to heaven if i'm singing this song:







oh, you don't know where i've been



oh, you don't know what i've seen