Why'd You Bring a Shotgun to the Party - The Pretty Reckless

Alone, afraid, the kitchen of a maid

Sitting in your room drooling like a loser with all this doom

You think, then you start to drink

Then you get so paranoid with all the drugs they fill you with (then boom)

Does it make you feel like a man?

(boom)

It’s not the size we understand (boom)

You think you’re gonna get with me

You’re never gonna get with me

You’re never gonna dance with me

I admit, I feel like you, like shit

But I don’t go out and take it out on everyone about it

We’re all part of the system

You wanna start a war?

Feel better we won’t miss it

Why’d you bring a shotgun to the party?

(x2)

Everybody’s got one, there’s nothing new about it

Want to make a statement?

You should have come without it

You turn the TV on, watch it if you dare

You see a politician and you start to pull your hair

Whistle to dimensions see there’s really nothing there

You want it so much you think they think they fucking care (and boom)

Do you think they hear you now?

(and boom)

Making noises in the crowd

All in the way that you’re using

You love it so much then why do you abuse it?

Why’d you bring a shotgun to the party?

(x2)

Everybody’s got one, there’s nothing new about it

Want to make a statement?

You should have come without it

We’re all part of the system

Lock em up, shoot em down

Cause you can fucking miss it

Alone, afraid, you want to make em pay

Why’d you bring a shotgun to the party?

(x2)

Everybody’s got one, there’s nothing new about it

Want to get the girl?

Then you should have come without it

Why’d you bring a shotgun to the party?

(x4)