Worked so hard to find my way Faced my fears and enemies Lost some friends but nothing gets me down Learned a lot from all my tears Fought the good fight all these years You should know that nothing stops me now Fire off your guns and take your chances Make it happen 'Cause it won't take me but one shot And you're down Fire off your guns, you made a choice I know you're broken I'll be nice and give you four counts To turn around (Four...three...two...one...) I hold my future in my hands It's not a rule, it's want I demand I won't give up And I won't be turned around The time has come to make a stand And sacrifice all that you have Victorious or buried in the ground Fire off your guns and take your chances Make it happen 'Cause it won't take me but one shot And you're down (Four...three...two...one...) Fire off your guns, you made a choice I know you're broken I'll be nice and give you four counts To turn around (Four...three...two...one...) Four, three, two, one Four, three, two, one Four, three, two, one Four, three, two, one Fire off your guns Fire off your guns Fire off your guns and take your chances Make it happen 'Cause it won't take me but one shot And you're down (Four...three...two...one...) Fire off your guns, you made a choice I know you're broken I'll be nice and give you four counts To turn around (Four...three...two...one...) Fire off your guns and take your chances Make it happen 'Cause it won't take me but one shot And you're down (Four...three...two...one...) Fire off your guns, you made a choice I know you're broken I'll be nice and give you four counts To turn around Four, three, two, one Four, three, two, one Four, three, two, one
Worked so hard to find my way Faced my fears and enemies Lost some friends but nothing gets me down Learned a lot from all my tears Fought the good fight all these years You should know that nothing stops me now Fire off your guns and take your chances Make it happen 'Cause it won't take me but one shot And you're down Fire off your guns, you made a choice I know you're broken I'll be nice and give you four counts To turn around (Four...three...two...one...) I hold my future in my hands It's not a rule, it's want I demand I won't give up And I won't be turned around The time has come to make a stand And sacrifice all that you have Victorious or buried in the ground Fire off your guns and take your chances Make it happen 'Cause it won't take me but one shot And you're down (Four...three...two...one...) Fire off your guns, you made a choice I know you're broken I'll be nice and give you four counts To turn around (Four...three...two...one...) Four, three, two, one Four, three, two, one Four, three, two, one Four, three, two, one Fire off your guns Fire off your guns Fire off your guns and take your chances Make it happen 'Cause it won't take me but one shot And you're down (Four...three...two...one...) Fire off your guns, you made a choice I know you're broken I'll be nice and give you four counts To turn around (Four...three...two...one...) Fire off your guns and take your chances Make it happen 'Cause it won't take me but one shot And you're down (Four...three...two...one...) Fire off your guns, you made a choice I know you're broken I'll be nice and give you four counts To turn around Four, three, two, one Four, three, two, one Four, three, two, one
