Grab your gun and meet me
We'll make love
With bullets, baby
Let's race the moon up high
Show her how
To burn down the night
Well I've got a thing for
Violence
And you got a thing for
Me
So grab your gun and meet me
Baby
Spare your mercy on me
Save it for someone more
wanting
Because hell knows I need
To feel
something
Oh, heaven help me
I think I'm still
breathing
So say you hate me
With bullets, baby
I don't need your love
Darling,
I'm hungry for a little
Rage
Because I'm a crippled
Thing
And I'm dying for a little
Pain
Oh god, I think I'm still
Living
So cock your gun and pull the trigger
Baby
Let's make each other
Bleed
Now I know you're thinking
I want something
Lovely
But I ain't got patience
For slow love, honey
And I ain't got time
For falling
I am a machine
I am beast
Without the beauty
I am loaded and ready
To eat you alive
Darling
So show me your love
With a loaded
gun
And a few extra bullets,
Charming
Because I've got blood to spill
And nights to paint
Now, honey,
forget about sleep
Stay awake with me
And let's make love
With bullets, baby
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Restless Things
Poetry"I didn't realize what damage heat can do To flesh so bare So I poured you out all over me Until I was undone And shaking But after the fire has gone All that's left is ash and wilted skin So now I know Better" -The Things You Left Behind (Poetry, P...
