Taking chances as life goes by Looking for the one, a beautiful evil smile That evil smile
Craving silence, while shooting a gun Missing targets I have never got a bullet in one No, not in a one
Looking for someone, will we decide this night? What if the answer, won’t be quite right? No, it doesn’t feel right, will it ever be? No, it doesn’t feel right, will it ever be?
Another morning, sun is not out yet Don’t really want you anymore but you’re still in my bed In my fucking bed
Sweet perfume and lipstick red It wasn’t quite right, decisions, regrets No regrets
Looking for someone, will we decide this night? What if the answer, won’t be quite right? No, it doesn’t feel right, will it ever be? No, it doesn’t feel right, will it ever be?
Craving silence while shooting a gun Missing targets I’ve never got a bullet in one Not in a one
Looking for someone, will we decide this night? What if the answer, won’t be quite right? No, it doesn’t feel right, will it ever be? No, it doesn’t feel right, will it ever be?