Throw down your guns, throw down your guns
In the name of love, I put my hands up
Is this some fucked-up situation?
I'm feeling like a mental patient
Tell me why my heart can't stop misbehaving
Gambling won't ever save me
I run around with the wrong men for days
I'm looking for all that it takes to get wasted
Give me a hit of amnesia
So that I can forget that I need you
Give me morphine to make it much easier