I've got a present for you I've been saving it since I was young All the things you never knew All the things you couldn't admit were true My bullet box What you find inside Won't let you get away My truth will shoot you down today My bullet box You built your web Waiting for me to fall in And you built your walls Hoping I wouldn't climb them I climbed them My pain feels good I bet you 50 bucks I'll shoot you down Along with all of your luck
