Time for our men in uniform   With a price upon their heads   This is a war sober up   But call it what you want   The color changes up in the sun      Not throwing stones at you anymore   Your name's in lights and I don't wonder   Anymore   Anymore      All my ex's live with hexes, this is why I hang   Myself with jealousy upon a fencepost half mast   Fashion, war between the guilty and the guilty   And the guilty and the teen      Not throwing stones at you anymore   Your name's in lights and I don't wonder   Anymore   Anymore      Oh yeah, I would like to   Die like mice do   I'm crying in the beer of a drunk man   Crying      Not throwing stones at you anymore   Your name's in lights and I don't wonder   Anymore   Anymore      Oh yeah, I would like to   Like to die, like fucking mice do   I'm crying in the beer of a drunk man   I'm crying in the beer of a drunk man   Crying, crying   Buy it, load it, shoot it