Lyrics:

I took a cheap shot,

A clean miss.

Burn down my defenses,

And then she
moves in,

A quick kiss,
Breathing down my neck,

She had me wrapped around her wrist.

I try to
Break loose,

Tight grip,

Knocking me unconscious when she bit her bottom lip.

It was a,

Lost cause,

A fast fight,

She ain't taking any prisoners and she's through playing nice.


Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds.

Yeah she's a sweet six shooter,

She knows how to get down.

Until the kick-back,

When my heart hits the ground.

She said,

You think you're so tough,

Baby put your hands up.

Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds.

Yeah she's a sweet six shooter,

She knows how to get down.

Until the kick-back,

When my heart hits the ground.

She said,

You think you're so tough,

Baby put your hands up.

Yeah.


And so I,

Break off.

I gave in.

Feeling pretty good about the trouble that I'm in.

She got me,

Beat down,

And bruised up.

I'm bleeding,
barely breathing,
but I can not get enough.


Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds.

Yeah she's a sweet six shooter,

She knows how to get down.

Until the kick-back,

When my heart hits the ground.

She said,

You think you're so tough,

Baby put your hands up.

Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds.

Yeah she's a sweet six shooter,

She knows how to get down.

Until the kick-back,

When my heart hits the ground.

She said,

You think you're so tough,

Baby put your hands up.

Yeah.


She gets me deep in the chest,

Straight through my bullet-proof vest.

She kisses like a grenade,

Like a blade, or Bayonet.

She gets me deep in the chest,

Straight through my bullet-proof vest.

She kisses like a grenade,

Like a blade, or Bayonet.

She gets me deep in the chest,

Straight through my bullet-proof vest.

She kisses like a grenade,

Like a blade, or Bayonet.


Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds.

Yeah she's a sweet six shooter,

She knows how to get down.

Until the kick-back,

When my heart hits the ground.

She said,

You think you're so tough,

Baby put your hands up.

Loaded the bullets with my blood in the rounds.

Yeah she's a sweet six shooter,

She knows how to get down.

Until the kick-back,

When my heart hits the ground.

She said,

You think you're so tough,

Baby put your hands up.

Yeah.