Lyrics Six Shooter - CYNE

Six Shooter

Cheap shot
A clean miss
Burning my defenses by the shakin' of her hips
(and then she)
Moves in
A quick kiss
Breathing down my neck, she had me wrapped around her wrist
(I tried 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»
(and so I)
Let Go
I Gave In
Feeling pretty good about the trouble that I’m in
(she got me)
Beat Down
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»
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 ground
She said: «You think you’re so tough, baby put your hands up»