Ohhhhh... All I have And all I am Is burned to the ground With my own hands I let you come around And make your mess My hands on the the trigger Were back here again Half myself Half undone Years rundown On the run I feel I'm sinking down Every step my hands on the trigger taste on my breath Ohhhhh... Same old rage outs Ohhh now Ohhh crowd Cut throat times out Ohhh now Took whats left And I gave in I fell for the trigger and laid in my bed Ohhhhh...(My hands on the trigger) Ohhhhh...