The Bullet

THE BULLET - Written by Carroll Bryant

The devil is not without his charms

That's a hell of a thing to know

You can feed a feeling all day long

It still doesn't mean that feeling will grow

Go ahead and smoke that cigarette

If you think it will ever save your life

Talk to yourself until the cows come home

You still got a lot to do to make things right

Bullet to the heart

Bullet to the brain

Tear yourself apart

Drive yourself insane

Bullet to the skull

Bullet to the head

 Learn how to crawl

Crawling until you're fed

The devil is always in the details

You walk a fine line between love and hate

You stand in the middle if the middle prompts you

But that's not the thing that your tongue will taste

Go ahead and joke about it if you want to

Nothing will change if it's change you fear

You're playing all the games that they want you to play

That's exactly how you came to find yourself here

Bullet to the heart

Bullet to the brain

Tear yourself apart

Drive yourself insane

Bullet to the skull

Bullet to the head

 Learn how to crawl

Crawling until you're fed

You look so cute when you're alone

You want me

I need you

You take your pills to get yourself stoned

You need me

I want you

Go ahead and joke about it if you want to

Nothing will change if it's change you fear

You're playing all the games that they want you to play

That's exactly how you came to find yourself here

Bullet to the heart

Bullet to the brain

Tear yourself apart

Drive yourself insane

Bullet to the skull

Bullet to the head

 Learn how to crawl

Crawling until you're fed

Crawling into my bed

Relax when you take the bullet