| Less a lover, more a fighter |
| But I'm tired of fighting to hold on |
| Got too many scars to hide 'em |
| So it's easier being on my own |
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| But you |
| Shoot first, draw blood, before I know |
| Yeah, you |
| One shot, one touch, and I let go |
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| How did this happen? |
| My walls were up and |
| You moved without a sound |
| Never imagined, like an assassin |
| One look took me |
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| How did this happen? |
| My walls were up and |
| You moved without a sound |
| Never imagined, like an assassin |
| Yeah, one look took me down |
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| Down, down, down, down down, down |
| Yeah, one look took me down |
| Down, down, down, down, down, down |
| Yeah, one look took me |
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| Yeah, one look took me |
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| Yeah, one look took me |