Golden revolver

Take your blinkers off this time and maybe
Maybe you will find what you're looking for is heavily disguised.
Slow down and read the signs
'cause you're going too fast and you're leaving us behind.

So why would I try?
When you're not even remotely, remotely kind?

You can find love in the most extraordinary places hiding away, so no one can trace them
You tuck and weave through the maze of hatred, and found yourself some, but you kept it all

So why would I try?
When you're not even remotely, remotely kind!

You shot me with your golden revolver before
I could take mine out of the holster and you left me there lying on the ground
And you were nowhere, nowhere to be found.

So why would I try?
When you're not even remotely, remotely kind?

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