Shotgun - Slow Sugar

Your polished shoes, and camel blues

Remember when, I clung to you

Your careless lies, and chosen truths

I’m left a shell, each time you shoot

Three knocks ricochet

I know I should run away

I can’t let you in

‘less you’re gonna let me win

Three knocks ricochet

There’s no time to run away

You won’t let me win

But I want to play

Your shotgun eyes

Your little smirk

Know what you want

And I like it when it hurts

My painted smile

Your cigarette

Let’s pretend this night is different from the rest

My sweet perfume, quick to ignite

You hunt me down, and hold me tight

Always come, back for a night

And leave a trail of smoke behind

Wonder what it is I’ll find

Wonder what it is I’ll find

Wonder what it is I’ll find, when the smoke clears from my mind

Let’s pretend that for tonight, it’s different from the rest