Bullet

Siv Jakobsen

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You're like a bullet in my chest
Your aim is perfect
Every time I lay myself down for you
I paint a circle on my chest
To make it easier for you to aim just right

And I lie down and wait
I lie down and wait
Like bait laid out in the woods

I draw our memory in the snow
Willing it to freeze
for the frost to bite your tongue
But you’re a howler, you’re a wolf
And in the dead night
I swear I hear you calling for me

And I lie down and wait
I lie down and wait
I lie down and wait
Like bait laid out in the woods
I’m bait laid out in the woods