So. I’ll send you the money
And you’ll buy the gun
And you’ll do the deed
And the world will change

I’ll send you the money
And you’ll buy the gun
And you’ll load it up with bullets
And you’ll hide it in your pocket

I’ll send you the money
And you’ll buy the gun
And you’ll hold it in your hands...
You’ll feel it heavy in your hands—
Are you sure?
Sasha, are you sure?

If I don’t send you the money
And you don’t buy the gun
You’ll come home

If I don’t send you the money
And you don’t buy the gun
I’ll be in your arms
Nothing heavy in your hands
If I don’t send you the money
And you don’t buy the gun
Then nothing ever changеs

...Am I really going to do this?
Without you, can I do this?