I have a friend of a friend who got shot themself one day

I think most of us have somebody like that who’s gone away

If she’d had time to think about it maybe she’d be around

But you get a gun in twenty minutes in this town

I was held up on a train by a kid about fourteen

Ochre-brown and terrified holding a death machine

And if you think giving me a gun would’ve stopped the whole damn thing

You’re trying to untangle things by adding extra string

It’s a little bit the people that we’ve left outside to drown

It’s a little bit the Blackrock rent that’s never going down

It’s a little bit the internet and the way we raise our sons

But mostly it’s the guns yeah it’s the guns

I don’t wanna hear any argument you pretend that you believe

Unless you’ll say it to the mother who’s still caught up in her grief

You’ve been willing to try nothing, your hands thrown in the air

God I wish I could stop bullets with your thoughts and with your prayers

Did you know laws are made up and the constitution too?

You can change it when mass murder becomes a usual thing we do

Still I’ve never seen a group of tyrants so determined not to budge

Sorry we slowed your sales down with our bodies and our blood

It’s a little bit the people that we’ve left outside to drown

It’s a little bit the Blackrock rent that’s never going down

It’s a little bit the internet and the way we raise our sons

But mostly it’s the guns yeah it’s the guns

So buy back every gun from police and people too

Change the constitution if that’s what you have to do

You made up this individual right to carry and feel strong

But the right for children to grow up is written in the stars

And the right to live in peace is one that’s given out by God

And when you’re out of line with that you change the ****ing laws

It’s the guns

It’s the guns

It’s the guns