Knives, Guns & Bed Songtext
von Rare Americans

I made a mistake
A mistake in good faith
I made a mistake
You bit off my face
You bit off my face
Fast find some space
Find some space

We question each other′s commitment
We go for the throat
But we are not quitters
Nobody here giving up on the rope

It's probably not that big
It′s probably not that bad
Stick your tongue down my throat
Let's not go to bed mad
Let's not go to bed mad
Let′s not go to bed mad


We have history
We have issues
We have chemistry
Word, bond, pedigree

You don′t mean what you say
Emotions rage your brain
You don't mean what you say
Your dishin′ out pain
Zero to a hundred, you attack
You feel like I don't have your back

Babe, put down the knives
And I′ll put down the gun
Bigger problems been solved
Ain't nothin′ new under the sun

It's probably not that big
It's probably not that bad
Stick your tongue down my throat
Let′s not go to bed mad
Let′s not go to bed mad
Let's not go to bed mad


Babe, put down the knives
And I′ll put down the gun
Bigger problems been solved
Ain't nothin′ new under the sun

It's probably not that big
It′s probably not that bad
Stick your tongue down my throat
Let's not go to bed mad
Let's not go to bed mad
Let′s not go to bed mad

It′s probably not that big
It's probably not that bad
Stick your tongue down my throat
Let′s not go to bed mad
Let's not go to bed mad
Let′s not go to bed mad