Lyrics Guns & Kisses - The Bianca Story

Guns & Kisses

The naked beauty on the news, is that where I heard of you?
Is that where you showed those guns of yours, that matching pair — his and hers?
I bet you learned it from the TV;
you saw that naked trash
And now you want to sell your body in camouflage?
I see painted faces, I see painted fun
All around party people shooting loaded guns
Girls, who’s a whore?
Boys, where’s your war?
Hasn’t this all happened before?
You’re the pretty face on a passing train
Will you sing a song about every war you’re in?
Guns and kisses — why don’t you get me?
Guns and kisses — is this it?
Is this it?
I don’t want to be a billboard queen, don’t want to be a dead war-hero
I don’t want to be a Playboy dream, don’t want to be Osama’s zero
Did you read it in a magazine on a glossy page
Or see it on a TV screen — guns and kisses at center stage
I see painted faces, I see painted fun
All around party people shooting loaded guns
Girls, who’s a whore?
Boys, where’s your war?
You’re the pretty face on a passing train
Will you sing a song about every war you’re in?
Guns and kisses — why don’t you get me?
Guns and kisses — is this it?
Is this it?
You’re the pretty face on a passing train
Will you sing a song about every war you’re in?
Guns and kisses — why don’t you get me?
Guns and kisses — why don’t you shoot me?
Guns and kisses — why don’t you take me?
Guns and kisses — is this it?
Is this it?