i've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock
  my finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked
  and i can't stop staring at the tick tock clock
  and even if i could i would never give up
  with a vest on my chest and a bullet in my lung
  i can't believe i'm dying with my song unsung
  so if and when i die won't you bury me alone?
  because i'll never get to heaven if i'm singing this song:
    if there was something wrong would you be oh so strong?
  would you do what it takes to move this hollow life along?
  i'd like to think i would, you know i'd like to think i would
  but i guarantee that what you see is not reality
  and every time i make a point she makes a counterpoint
  she said it's easy but in the end you'll have no choice
  and you know that's only just the way it goes
  (you said it right man, that is just the way it goes)
  and the days, and the days they seem like forever
  and the days, and the days they seem like forever
  but forever isn't ever enough
  i'd like to sing a song (please swear you won't be long)
  i'll try not to be long but i don't want to get this story wrong
  there was a kid who never cared about the little things
  don't even bother because i'm tired and i'm sick of it
  and every time she makes a point i'll make a counterpoint
  she said it's easy but in the end you'll have no choice
  and you know that's only just the way it goes
  (you said it right man, that is just the way it goes)
    i've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock
  my finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked
  and i can't stop staring at the tick tock clock
  and even if i could i would never give up
  with a vest on my chest and a bullet in my lung
  i can't believe i'm dying with my song unsung
  so if and when i die won't you bury me alone?
  because i'll never get to heaven if i'm singing this song:
    oh, you don't know where i've been
  oh, you don't know what i've seen
    if i did something right
  would you give up this fight?
  would you say you were wrong and maybe someone else was kind of right
  i'd like to think you would
  you know i'd like to think you would
  but i can't guarantee that what you get is an apology
  jump back to the day we met
  i never thought that it would end this way
  if ever i let you down i want to ask of you
  to take it down a notch and we can talk it on through
    and the days, and the days they seem like forever
  and the days, and the days they seem like forever
  but forever isn't ever enough
  i'd like to sing a song (please swear you won't be long)
  i'll try not to be long but i don't want to get this story wrong
  there was a kid who never cared about the little things
  don't even bother because i'm tired and i'm sick of it
  and every time she makes a point i'll make a counterpoint
  she said it's easy but in the end you'll have no choice
  and you know that's only just the way it goes
  (you said it right man, that is just the way it goes)
    i've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock
  my finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked
  and i can't stop staring at the tick tock clock
  and even if i could i would never give up
  with a vest on my chest and a bullet in my lung
  i can't believe i'm dying with my song unsung
  so if and when i die won't you bury me alone?
  because i'll never get to heaven if i'm singing this song:
    oh, you don't know where i've been
  oh, you don't know what i've seen
    so tell me friend: how's it going to end?
  when the shit goes down and there's no one left around to get your back
  you'll crack
  you'll smile and agree with everything they say
  they'll try to tell you that it's all okay
  but it's not and you're shot and you're bleeding pretty bad
  and you can't stop thinking about the things you never had
  like a wife and a kid and the things you never did
  you're running around
  you're living a life that's empty in the end, my friend
  oh, you'll take back all you've said
  oh, when the regrets fill your head
  trust me i've been there before
  i would not wish it upon my greatest enemy
  what irony
  once friends, but i find: you'll have to learn this lesson on your own
    so i waited by the phone but that phone never rang
  and i sang so loud so i wouldn't hear the bang
  when the bang never came and i never got the call: fuck it! thank you! i love you all!
  some are going to say that we're doomed to repeat
  all our past mistakes
  great
  but that's not me
  and even if it was i would always disagree
  because in the end i always get the better of me
    i've got a gun in my hand but that gun won't cock
  my finger's on the trigger but that trigger seems locked
  and i can't stop staring at the tick tock clock
  and even if i could i would never give up
  with a vest on my chest and a bullet in my lung
  i can't believe i'm dying with my song unsung
  so if and when i die won't you bury me alone?
  because i'll never get to heaven if i'm singing this song:
    oh, you don't know where i've been
  oh, you don't know what i've seen