Text: Small Mercies. Off The Record. Pellet Gun.

I wanna hate you
I've got a dirty version of love and desire
I wanna blame you
This little birdie's burdened by your little lies

I wanna touch you
It's just a dirty word keeps me under the thumb
I wanna love you
You look so perfect down the barrel of a gun

I wanna say this time
Don't wanna tell you twice now I know
Yeah I don't want it
Yeah I don't need it
Now I'm fine

Another lover with a pellet gun
The remedy for the broken hearted
Another lover with a pellet gun
The remedy for us

I wanna stun you
Soon you'll be hurting now how fast can you run
I wanna love you
You look so perfect down the barrel of a gun

I wanna say this time
Don't wanna tell you twice now I know
Yeah I don't want it
Yeah I don't need it
Now I'm fine

Another lover with a pellet gun
The remedy for the broken hearted
Another lover with a pellet gun
The remedy for us