And you can aim for my heart, go for blood
But you would still miss me in your bones

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And you can aim for my heart, go for blood
But you would still miss me in your bones
I said “It might blow up in your pretty face”
I’m not saying do it anyway… but you’re going to
I ask the traffic lights if it’ll be alright, they say “I don’t know”
I’ve got some tricks up my sleeve
Takes one to know one, you’re a cowboy like me
I don’t know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless!
They’re burning all the witches even if you aren’t one, so light me up
I’ll be eighty seven, you’ll be eighty nine
I’ll still look at you like the stars that shine in the sky
Oh my, my, my
The lights are so bright, but they never blind me