Bryan Elijah Smith

Lyrics

don't raise your voice, don't talk too loud
come on pretty mamma make your daddy proud
well i got the money but she got the gun
and everybody telling me boy you better run

i don't want anymore
go on and shoot me down then leave me on your floor

go on and place your bet but don't talk too soon
or you'll live to regret all the things you already knew
well i never did it so i never won
but i chased the bullet right into the sun

i don't want anymore
go on and shoot me down then leave me on your floor
i can't take anymore
go on and shoot me down then leave me on your floor