I.R.S.

I.R.S. - Guns N' Roses

Love

Is it true

What they say of you

Gonna call the President

Gonna call a Private Eye

Gonna get the IRS

Gonna need the FBI

There's not anymore that I can do

All the reasons that you gave

I follow you

When you feel the difference

Baby there's no time it's true

Wouldnt be the first time I've been WRONG

Wouldnt be the last I'M SURE I've Known

With all the rumors I can tell

Some things didn't work so well

Well anyway it feels the same

When you first told me you were gone

So long ago but I still held on

Through all the EMOTIONS that I've had to take

I've found the truth and here's the worst yet

Wouldn't even matter the things that I say

You've made your mind up and gone anyway

And there's no use now in dragging it on

Should've seen it coming all along

Well it's true ooh I had

My doubts of you

Gonna call the President

Gonna call myself a Private Eye

Gonna need the IRS

Gonna get the FBI

Gonna make it a federal case

Gonna wave it right down in your face

Read it baby with your morning news

With a sweet hangover

And the headlines too now

Wha you think I'm doing this all for my health

I should've looked again then at somebody else

Feelin' like I've done way more than wrong

Feelin' like I'm living inside of this song

Feelin' like I'm just too tired to care

Feelin' like I done more than my share

Could've been the way that I carried on

Like a broken record for so long

And I do

Ooh oh

I'm Gonna call the President

I'm gonna call a private Eye

Gonna get the IRS

Gonna need myself the FBI

Oooh what shall I do

If I gave my heart to you

It's such a crime you now it's true

Gonna call the president

Gonna call myself a private eye

Ooh gonna need the IRS

Gonna get the FBI

Gonna make it a federal case

Gonna wave it right down in your face

Read it baby with your morning news

With the sweet hangover and the headlines too

There's not anymore that I can do