Page 38 - Written Feelings

fallen angel

Shoot me once, shoot me twice
Shoot me a third time as well
Cause between those lows and highs
I'll always be yours to kill
Hit the target, win your prize
Send your captive straight to hell
I'll always believe your lies
Even ones you're yet to tell
Take the tears right from my eyes
Bottle them and start to sell
The devil that always dies
The angel that once had fell