Family

There's a kid in his room with a gun in his hand

We all know who he is but not why he's there

We'll sit and wait and watch a while

See if he shoots first

There's a car in the back of a parking lot

With a man with a needle and desperate thoughts

He's sitting alone and he's feeling the worst

He's worried he's gonna shoot first

There's a man in a bar with three kids on his mind

His family is gone and things of that kind

There's a bottle to his left and keys to his right

He's scared they're gonna shoot first

There's a man with his kids just up the road

They're finally together and everyone knows

There's a man with his kids just up the road

They were buried together in the dogwood grove