| Every time my heart it breaks
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| My friends say 'learn from your mistakes'
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| But I keep falling, falling down
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| And fortunes make me such a fool
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| Her beauty is a deceptive tool
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| But she keeps on shooting me, shooting me down
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| She struck me in the chest now
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| Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a…
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| But I don’t want to go down
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| Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a…
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| Tired eyes and a broken soul
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| I tell her I’m at her beckoned call
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| But she don’t want me, want me around
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| But all alone I wait for you
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| 'Cause moving on’s so hard to do
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| I really hope that you come around
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| She struck me in the chest now
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| Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a…
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| But I don’t want to go down
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| Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a- ahh
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| She struck me in the chest now
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| Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a…
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| But I don’t want to go down
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| Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a…
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| (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-…)
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| So her hands on the trigger and I figure if she pull it then a bullet will go
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| right into my chest
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| And I know it is a metaphor but honestly, I’d probably prefer if it was a
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| bullet best
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| And I really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really wish I
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| wasn’t so stressed
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| But my hearts in her hands and I feel like she hates me half the time at best
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| She struck me in the chest now
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| Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a…
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| But I don’t want to go down
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| Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a- uhh
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| She struck me in the chest now
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| Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a…
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| But I don’t want to go down
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| Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a…
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| Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a…
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| Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a…
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| Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a… |