Clear Your Head

Well there's, two shells on the table
I left them for you I hope you're able
To carry it out yourself this time
Cold steel's such a wonderful feeling
Go ahead cover the floors and ceiling
Paint these walls with your stupidity
So nice of you to redecorate

You shoot, or I'll shoot for you
You shoot, or I'll shoot for you
You shoot, go ahead and shoot

Well I, always knew this room would look good in red
Glad to see you decided to clear your head
Good to know you took my advice
It was a pitiful letter
It could have been written much better
Not too much to remember you by
But who'll remember anyway

You shoot, or I'll shoot for you
You shoot, or I'll shoot for you
You shoot, go ahead and shoot

No more, needless frustration
No more, insinuation
No more, no more of you