Her eyes glisten in the sun
Too bad her life is done
The bullet went straight through the brain
No wonder why it rained all day

She was ill to the bone
with a disease
No wonder why she'd scream
"**** me please,"

Tick-tock-tick
Times running out
Tick-tock-tick
She's full of doubt

She knew this is the end
and she could never pretend
Her smile would never sell
but maybe the gun and the shell.