I have a friend of a friend who got shot themself one day I think most of us have somebody like that who’s gone away If she’d had time to think about it maybe she’d be around But you get a gun in twenty minutes in this town I was held up on a train by a kid about fourteen Ochre-brown and terrified holding a death machine And if you think giving me a gun would’ve stopped the whole damn thing You’re trying to untangle things by adding extra string
 It’s a little bit the people that we’ve left outside to drown It’s a little bit the Blackrock rent that’s never going down It’s a little bit the internet and the way we raise our sons But mostly it’s the guns yeah it’s the guns I don’t wanna hear any argument you pretend that you believe Unless you’ll say it to the mother who’s still caught up in her grief You’ve been willing to try nothing, your hands thrown in the air God I wish I could stop bullets with your thoughts and with your prayers Did you know laws are made up and the constitution too? You can change it when mass murder becomes a usual thing we do Still I’ve never seen a group of tyrants so determined not to budge Sorry we slowed your sales down with our bodies and our blood It’s a little bit the people that we’ve left outside to drown It’s a little bit the Blackrock rent that’s never going down It’s a little bit the internet and the way we raise our sons But mostly it’s the guns yeah it’s the guns So buy back every gun from police and people too Change the constitution if that’s what you have to do You made up this individual right to carry and feel strong But the right for children to grow up is written in the stars And the right to live in peace is one that’s given out by God And when you’re out of line with that you change the ****ing laws It’s the guns It’s the guns It’s the guns