Bullet
by Brianna Lane 2003
Took the paper lining from my straw
Tied it in a knot just to find out
If you’re thinking of me
I am thinking of you
Maybe too much
Maybe too much
Maybe too much
So I sought after other smiles
But I still loved you all the while
Were you still lovin’ me
I was still lovin’ you
Maybe too much
Maybe too much
Maybe too much
Baby get your gun
I’m ready to fight
Tonight
I just might
Have a bullet of a song
To make you cry
Make you cry
I couldn’t stop your singin’ if I tried
You were so loud with dry eyes
Now you have seen me like a child and I cried
Maybe too much
Maybe too much
Maybe too much
Baby get your gun
I’m ready to fight
Tonight
I just might
Have a bullet of a song
To make you cry
Make you cry
We gave each other songs just like flowers
I never really gave you enough flowers
Now these rhymes are just like guns
Now I’m dead
I’m done