From the album Living Fiction

Lyrics

When you’ve been roped down
Can’t talk your way out
When the papers been signed
Marked your x on the dotted line
When a sleepless night
has you up counting dollar signs
When your life’s grown dim
from the box that you schedule you life in Don’t you know

You are the one with the Gun
to your own head
You got your finger on the trigger but you know its you
Who will wind up dead
Don’t you know those ghosts that you see
They are just reflections of the girl that you long to be
If you want to escape if you want to get out you got to learn
To stop fighting yourself

From when you open your eyes
to when you pass out in the tv light
You’ve been checking that phone thinking that you
missed a message that would make it go
When your living your life
like its your fault that you never really got it right
Don’t you know that its you
That you’ve been passing all this judgment though

Don’t you know
You are the one with the Gun
to your own head
You got your finger on the trigger but you know its you
Who will wind up dead
Don’t you know those ghosts that you see
They are just reflections of the girl that you p long to be
If you want to escape if you want to get out you got to learn
To stop fighting yourself