Bullet - Ren

Every time my heart it breaks

My friends say 'learn from your mistakes'

But I keep falling, falling down

And fortunes make me such a fool

Her beauty is a deceptive tool

But she keeps on shooting me, shooting me down

She struck me in the chest now

Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a…

But I don’t want to go down

Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a…

Tired eyes and a broken soul

I tell her I’m at her beckoned call

But she don’t want me, want me around

But all alone I wait for you

'Cause moving on’s so hard to do

I really hope that you come around

She struck me in the chest now

Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a…

But I don’t want to go down

Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a- ahh

She struck me in the chest now

Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a…

But I don’t want to go down

Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a…

(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-…)

So her hands on the trigger and I figure if she pull it then a bullet will go

right into my chest

And I know it is a metaphor but honestly, I’d probably prefer if it was a

bullet best

And I really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really wish I

wasn’t so stressed

But my hearts in her hands and I feel like she hates me half the time at best

She struck me in the chest now

Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a…

But I don’t want to go down

Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a- uhh

She struck me in the chest now

Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a…

But I don’t want to go down

Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a…

Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a…

Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a…

Like a bullet, like a bullet, like a…