| Fogged up the windows in the back |
| Coffee and menthol on your breath |
| Uppers and my heart never meshed |
| I hated coming down |
| But this feels the same without the bad things |
| So whenever you want me I’ll be around |
| I’m a bullet in a shotgun waiting to sound |
| Whenever you want me I’ll be around |
| I’m a bullet in a shotgun waiting to sound |
| Oh, yeah |
| Cold beer and ice cream is all we keep |
| The only things we really need |
| 'Cause I like dessert and alcohol |
| And watching as you get |
| Drunk and you’re stumbling in the hall |
| So whenever you want me I’ll be around |
| I’m a bullet in a shotgun waiting to sound |
| Whenever you want me I’ll be around |
| I’m a bullet in a shotgun waiting to sound |
| Oh, yeah |
| Look at your blue eyes like the stars |
| Stuck in the headlights of a car |
| You know I’ll take you as you are |
| As long as you do me |
| So just let me lay here in your arms |
| And whenever you want me I’ll be around |
| I’m a bullet in a shotgun waiting to sound |
| Whenever you want me I’ll be around |
| I’m a bullet in a shotgun waiting to sound |
| Whenever you want me I’ll be around |
| I’m a bullet in a shotgun waiting to sound |
| Whenever you want me I’ll be around |
| I’m a bullet in a shotgun waiting to sound |
| Oh, yeah |