Lyric The man with the gun

I m out of my senses
I ll only smile
The night I meet the man with the gun

Not that I d be defenceless
but I don t think I ll fight
The night I meet the man with the gun

Maybe I ll say What kept you?
I knew you would come
I somehow didn t expect to
Be spared for so long

Was it a whim of fortune
Or was I hard to find
What s the routine of a man with a gun

Was it a kind of torture
Have you been out of town
What is like to a man with a gun

Maybe I m glad to see you
It s hard to believe
but standing here beside you
is such a relief

This is gonna hurt me
I do know why you ve come
but I got this feeling
that it s already been done