Bullseye Trigger Songtext
Dont bring a gun, couldnt say it enough,
Just the money and a smile
dont try to be tough.
Shoes and jeans and a cardigan sweater
you would say Id never looked better.
I meet her in the corner of a high-class bar
She says, Boy, you dont know where you are.
She move quicker, bulls eye trigger.
Somehow the cops still manage to miss her.
Dont try to talk to the EMT.
The officer is trying to question me.
The lady left the scene on a Japanese bike
with a bottle of Port, and some Menthol lights.
I feel the respirator going off and on;
they assure me that it really wont take that long,
but the burning,
the burning is burning.
The burning is burning.
The burning is burning.
She dont feel the pain shes causin.
You thought that you were automatic,
the only one thats gonna survive.
Ive got evidence on her:
a bullet in the shoulder,
you can have it if you want it.
If she cant finish what she started,
Not a threat no its a promise,
Ill make you wish you never left me alive.
Can you feel the heat thats comin?
its sure to be traumatic
when I finally get my hands on you.
I meet her in the corner of a high-class bar
She says, Boy, you dont know where you are.
She move quicker, bulls eye trigger.
Somehow the cops always manage to miss her.
She dont feel the pain shes causin.
You thought that you were automatic,
the only one thats gonna survive.
Ive got evidence on her:
a bullet in the shoulder,
you can have it if you want it.
If she cant finish what she started,
Not a threat no its a promise,
Ill make you wish you never left me alive.
Can you feel the heat thats comin?
its sure to be traumatic
when I finally get my hands on you.
(instrumental break)
She dont feel the pain shes causin.
You thought that you were automatic,
the only one thats gonna survive.
Ive got evidence on her:
a bullet in the shoulder,
you can have it if you want it.
If she cant finish what she started,
Not a threat no its a promise,
Ill make you wish you never left me alive.
Can you feel the heat thats comin?
its sure to be traumatic
when I finally get my hands on you
Just the money and a smile
dont try to be tough.
Shoes and jeans and a cardigan sweater
you would say Id never looked better.
I meet her in the corner of a high-class bar
She says, Boy, you dont know where you are.
She move quicker, bulls eye trigger.
Somehow the cops still manage to miss her.
Dont try to talk to the EMT.
The officer is trying to question me.
The lady left the scene on a Japanese bike
with a bottle of Port, and some Menthol lights.
I feel the respirator going off and on;
they assure me that it really wont take that long,
but the burning,
the burning is burning.
The burning is burning.
The burning is burning.
She dont feel the pain shes causin.
You thought that you were automatic,
the only one thats gonna survive.
Ive got evidence on her:
a bullet in the shoulder,
you can have it if you want it.
If she cant finish what she started,
Not a threat no its a promise,
Ill make you wish you never left me alive.
Can you feel the heat thats comin?
its sure to be traumatic
when I finally get my hands on you.
I meet her in the corner of a high-class bar
She says, Boy, you dont know where you are.
She move quicker, bulls eye trigger.
Somehow the cops always manage to miss her.
She dont feel the pain shes causin.
You thought that you were automatic,
the only one thats gonna survive.
Ive got evidence on her:
a bullet in the shoulder,
you can have it if you want it.
If she cant finish what she started,
Not a threat no its a promise,
Ill make you wish you never left me alive.
Can you feel the heat thats comin?
its sure to be traumatic
when I finally get my hands on you.
(instrumental break)
She dont feel the pain shes causin.
You thought that you were automatic,
the only one thats gonna survive.
Ive got evidence on her:
a bullet in the shoulder,
you can have it if you want it.
If she cant finish what she started,
Not a threat no its a promise,
Ill make you wish you never left me alive.
Can you feel the heat thats comin?
its sure to be traumatic
when I finally get my hands on you