The sun will shine upon you but not on all the others   You are sugar sweet, so fine I'd like to eat   Your apple's poison seed will be the end of me      In the darkest den the coolest lion sends   A message to my head, it made me squirm, it said   That you were born to make me die      You are the final word, you are the pound another   You are the cops that murder my support to love laws   You are the personal, you are the broken arrow   You are the hunt that shot into everything I do      Well, and perfectly your soul will leave your body   Now, that I'm involved with pistols at noon   And any moment soon you'll be so unhappy   Because you will finally know that, you were born to make me fight      You are the final word, you are the pound another   You are the cops that murder my support to love laws   You are the personal, you are the broken arrow   And you are the hunt that shot into everything I do   And everything I do and everything I do and everything I do, woah      We are the final word and we are the love another   We are the cops that follow your support to love laws   We are the personal and we are the straightened arrow   We are the hunt that lays it down for all the reason   Give me a reason, oh, give me a reason