you don't have to run away   I'm gonna kill you anyway   I'll push my fist into your chest   until these fears are laid to rest      (delicate musical interlude)      Well I use my hands because i like it   guns aren't bad, they're just not quiet      So come back, i love you, come back   come back, i love you, come back      You look so pretty where you lay   reminds me of our wedding day   long white dress and ring of gold   you promised me we'd never grow old.      I use my hands because i like it   guns aren't bad, they're just not quiet   so come back, i love you, come back   come back, i love you, come back      you don't have to run away,   you don't have to run.   you don't have to run away,   you don't have to run...