You stand before me now we stare eye to eye

Before another second clicks away one of us will
die.

You reach for your metal as I reach for mine

The sound of bullets flyin' through the air, is
followed by a cry

And they're cryin'

What will we do? What will we say?

When it's the end of this game that we play?

Will we crumble into the dust my friend?

Or will we start this game over again?

The young man lays alone but fastened to the
ground

The sounds of fleeting feet and a cryin' eye will
be his last sound.

What did we gain fron all of this? Now was it
worth a life?

We've thrown all our hopes away and set our
dreams aside

Now we're cryin'

What will we do? What will we say?

When it's the end of this game that we play?

Will we crumble into the dust my friend?

Or will we start this game over again?

It's coming back to me. It's coming back to me.

What will we do? What will we say?

When it's the end of this game that we play?

Will we crumble into the dust my friend?

Or will we start this game over again?