If Words Were Bullets

I stole a car
 In my head
 Just to give a friend a lift
 Up the coast, somewhere close, to save him
 I robbed a bank
 Just for love
 To give to those who don't have much
 Here's the cash
 Buy life back
 I'll take the heat'
 But something's still wrong with me
 I'll be waiting for something remarkable
 I'll keep listening, oh, with my ear to the wall
 Can you help me?
 Cuz' I
 I
 Am a dangerous thing
 If words were bullets, in a gun
 I probably would have killed someone
 And I'd just be another famous outlaw
 I'd sell myself, for a piece of bread
 I'm tired, tired of all of it
 Could use a break, a holiday
 Far, far from me
 So bring on a symphony
 I'll be waiting for something remarkable
 I'll keep listening, oh, with my ear to the wall
 Can you help me?
 Cuz' I
 I
 Am a dangerous thing
 Aha, coming for me (coming for me)
 Aha, coming for me (coming for me)
 Coming for me
 Oh, with my ear to the wall
 I'll be waiting for something remarkable
 I'll keep listening, oh, with my ear to the wall
 Can you help me?
 Cuz' I
 I
 Am a dangerous thing