Lyrics:

She had the word

Had the way

The way of letting me know [the way of letting you know]

She knew the game

Called the play

Oh she hit me low

She said, "Now you go your way

I'll go mine

And that's a start"

Doctor, doctor

Ain't no cure

For the pain in my heart



CHORUS:

Gimme a bullet to bite on

Something to chew

Gimme a bullet to bite on

And I'll make believe

I'll make believe it's you



Don't need no drink

Don't need no drug

Don't need no sympathy

Sooner or later

Send me a bill

For what she's doing to me

Operator

Long distance lips

On the telephone

Come tomorrow

Come to grips

With me all alone [with being all alone]



CHORUS



Bullet to bite on