It's midnight and your cellphone rings

They say, "Hey Baby" 

You think to yourself
 
Do I want to pull that trigger
 
On a smokin' gun

Is it worth just wrecking your bed or
 
Do you want more than
 
Just a smokin' gun and the regrets
 
You know when the morning comes

They will be gone and

You will be left there all alone

They are just like a smokin' gun, too hot to hold

You need more than just a smokin' gun