Bullet For Your Sweetheart – Make Out Monday

Well, I brought the blanks
You made the target
No one will hear the shot from the closet
Baby’s got an alibi
Baby’s got an alibi
Your voice sounds so sweet
Muffled and shaken
Brando can wait
James Dean is starving
Twenty seven messages and still no reply

You said it yourself, oh oh
Love is a killer, oh oh
I never expected
You’d be on the trigger

With a bullet for your sweetheart
Roses for the casket
She’s taking ’em down one by one
All of her lovers die young
Bullet for your sweetheart
Roses for the casket
What an explosion we’ll make
Kiss kiss bang bang

My darling
Everyone’s telling the stories, the stories
You’re out every night and tasting the wine
Because loneliness is boring
Well, I brought the candles
You stained ’em red
I fought the cancer
You kept the bed
Twenty seven messages are loaded in hand

You got a bullet for your sweetheart
Roses for the casket
She’s taking ’em down one by one
All of her lovers die young
Bullet for your sweetheart
Roses for the casket
What an explosion we’ll make
Kiss kiss bang bang

She’s taking ’em down one by one
All of her lovers die young
She’s taking ’em down
One by one
And all of her lovers die young

How could you do this to your sweetheart?
Roses for the casket
She’s taking ’em down one by one
All of her lovers die young
Bullet for your sweetheart
Roses for the casket
What an explosion we’ll make
Kiss kiss bang bang
What an explosion we’ll make
Kiss kiss bang bang
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