Targets on the back of every god I've ever left Anger, hope, and gratefulness Whiplash from the crash of every car I've ever wrecked Muscles know what hearts forget Targets on the back of every girl I've ever loved Trust and sex and intimacy Flashbacks from the past that I swept beneath the rug It comes back, believe you me Bath water in wineskins Put the baby in the basket Oh I'm torching these straw men But I'm takin my targets Targets on the back of every friend I've ever lost Safety, love, camaraderie Touching up the paint on every line I've double-crossed It's the only way to see Bath water in wineskins Put the baby in the basket Oh I'm torching these straw men But I'm takin my targets You were the aim but not the source You don't get it all in the divorce You can't bear the weight of all my love The sweet ricochet of my own voice from above Bath water in wineskins Put the baby in the basket Oh I'm torching these straw men But I'm takin my targets