From the Atlas City, I send the word to your stereo Cause my tongue was always slipped to tell you everything about what you should know Pick the pictures of you and him, that make me looks like mysteries No I won't stop talking, I won't stop walking I'd save my day, stealing for another chance... This loaded gun can't waiting Yeah I know and you know We still have a time bomb called "him" Stay tonight... I won't let this worst live forever Well it's not good enough, but you can't live without And I believe I'd get the better shots And I'd not going to scream out loud to you I'd save my day for another chance...