| 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… |