This Parking Lot’s A Murder Scene

Now murder needs a weapon
And I just need a crime
This parking lot's littered with leeches alike
They're the kind that you find
So easy to target, yet harder to kill
My senses are mine again when I find
Reality crushes the will

It's not worth the effort or the breath that you'll take...

To gun them down— pick them off, one by one
Velvet rope antics, [bullshit] romantics
Scar themselves blind
I should walk away, leave things undone
It's a gun, it's patiently waiting
For someone to wickedly come pull the trigger and run

Jumping the gun

Yes, it's a fact— as soon as I got here I was back in the door
Okay, I admit it
Sometimes I get caught in the structure of social decor
Its so easy to get here, you want what's inside
I'm telling you honestly
I wouldn't want to be caught dead in this line

It's not worth the effort or the breath that you'll take...

To gun them down— pick them off, one by one
Velvet rope antics, [bullshit] romantics
Scar themselves blind
I should walk away, leave things undone
It's a gun, it's patiently waiting
For someone to wickedly come pull the trigger and run

Jumping the gun

OK, you were right— and yes, I should've known
There's a contradiction, and hey... I'm not alone
[Fuck] this whole scene and all its misery
This parking lot's made for falling grenades
But they won't fall on you and me

Even better than firing, is knowing I could have...

Gunned them down— picked them off, one by one
Velvet rope antics, [bullshit] romantics
Scar themselves blind
I should walk away, leave things undone
It's a gun, it's patiently waiting
For someone to wickedly come pull the trigger and run