[Verse 1] There's a marksman who's needin' my head He's a true pro, he shows up When the moon is being shy And I just wanna be in my bed I feel his diligence and patience And his wickedness is contagious If I follow now I'll act unlike I intended [Chorus] Do you know where you're goin'? Have you found out where we'll be in the mornin'? I should...Learn More