You're making this more painful than it has to be Where did the time go, I have yet to set you free You wont make it out of this, girl you can shout an scream No doubt, after midnight you'll be taking off those jeans Shots fired, Shots fired You're calling me a liar Tryna' preach it to you like a choir Shots fired, Shots fired I'm always getting higher Till' you whip me with your razor barbed wire