Hay Loft (2)

Whatever happened to the young young lovers
One got shot and the other got lost
In drugs and punks
And blood on the streets
Blo, blood on her knees
Bloody history
Yeah,
Whatever happened to the hay (loft)
Burned to the ground
And what about pop
He took his ass back to the crashed shack
In his long john's on singing that old song
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
I better run
My baby's got a gun
It goes
Boom, boom, crack, ga, ga, ga, ga, boom boom
An eye for an eye
A leg for a leg
A shot in the heart doesn't make it unbreak
She really didn't wanna make it messy
She really really didn't but the girl gone cra-
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
I better run
My baby's got a gun
It goes
Boom, boom, crack, ga, ga, ga, ga, boom boom
She crucified (She crucified)
She crucified (She crucified)
He died
He died
He died
(My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
I better run
My baby's got a gun
It goes
Boom, boom, crack, ga, ga, ga, ga, boom boom
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a )
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
I better run
My baby's got a gun
It goes
Boom, boom, crack, ga, ga, ga, ga, boom boom
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
My baby's got a gun
I better run
My baby's got a gun
It goes
Boom, boom, crack, ga, ga, ga, ga, boom boom
Ga, ga, ga, ga
She's not a bad kid
She's not a bad kid
But she had to do it
She had to do it
They're not a bad kid
But they had to do it
They couldn't not
They had to face it
She's not a bad kid
But they had to do it
She had to cry
She had to kill pop