Juliette has a gun
She's always on the run
She's in the other room
Waiting for you
Roll the dice,she's never nice
Scratch marks on the wall
She's been on the road
Ms.Americana heart full of gold
Hair short like Madonna
Eyes so cold
We're living like we're already dead
We're living like we're already dead
She said she'd never leave
she's
Been that way since we were 16
Sitting on the roof we didn't have a clue
You both would be gone too
See I've found hope in the darkest places
Accepting what's gone
Have faith in what can happen now
Even crooks can be sages
I know you never meant to hurt nobody your life's been a wreck
And you thought you had nothing left but you have yourself Juliette
In the hotel lobby you can
Be any body
You have yourself Juliette
Don't give up now Juliette the
Psych ward isn't a warm bead
Juliette
Juliette
Juliette
