It feels like I fell in love with a knife Took a bullet I called friend My instinct is to pull it But I leave it and it's strange
I've grown used to the feeling, my time's almost come These gunshots that I'm healing, numb I've grown used to the feeling, my time's almost come These gunshots that I'm healing, exit wounds
Exit wounds Exit wounds Exit wounds Exit wounds, no
Did you have to kill me? (Did you have to kill me?) Did you have to kill me? (Did you have to kill me?) Did you have to kill me? (Did you have to kill me?)
Did you have to kill me? (Did you have to kill me?) Did you have to kill me? (Did you have to kill me?) Did you have to kill me? (Did you have to kill me?)