Bullet - Siv Jakobsen

BULLET

You’re like a bullet in my chest

Your aim is perfect

Every time I lay myself down for you

I paint a circle on my chest

To make it easier for you to aim just right

ch: And I lie down and wait

I lie down and wait

Like bait laid out in the woods

v. 2 I draw our memory in the snow

Willing it to freeze

for the frost to bite your tongue

But you’re a howler, you’re a wolf

And in the dead night

I swear I hear you calling for me

ch: And I lie down and wait

I lie down and wait

I lie down and wait

Like bait laid out in the woods

I’m bait laid out in the woods

-oblvd