Slow Sugar Shotgun
Your polished shoes, and camel blues
Remember when, I clung to you
Your careless lies, and chosen truths
I'm left a shell, each time you shoot
Three knocks ricochet
I know I should run away
I can't let you in
‘less you're gonna let me win
Three knocks ricochet
There's no time to run away
You won't let me win
But I want to play
Your shotgun eyes
Your little smirk
Know what you want
And I like it when it hurts
My painted smile
Your cigarette
Let's pretend this night is different from the rest
My sweet perfume, quick to ignite
You hunt me down, and hold me tight
Always come, back for a night
And leave a trail of smoke behind
Wonder what it is I'll find
Wonder what it is I'll find
Wonder what it is I'll find, when the smoke clears from my mind
Let's pretend that for tonight, it's different from the rest
