Heartkiller Songtext
von Kat Graham
Heartkiller Songtext
Eighteen wheeler, stone cold killer
Hit it and quit her, baby =, baby
No heart stealer, sex dealer
Don′t pull the trigger, bang bang
No, you're never gonna (take me out)
Never, never gonna (take me out, eh, eh)
Should know better if you go get her
You′ll end up in flames, flames
Uh-oh, there you go
Gun in your holster, ready to blow
Uh-oh, there you go
Huntin' me down like an animal
Uh-oh, there you go
Uh-oh, t-t-there you go
Uh-oh, there you go
There you go, there you go
I don't wanna be ya, see ya, hear ya
You′re a heartkiller
I don′t wanna feel ya, can't be near ya
You′re a heartkiller
A murderer, serial lover
I don't wanna be ya, see ya, hear ya
You′re a heartkiller
You're a heartkiller
Big fat liar, pants on fire
To you, ain′t nothin' but a game game
Preachin' to the choir, bullets keep flyin′
Bet ya look good in red, red
No, you′re never gonna (take me out)
Never, never gonna (take me out, eh, eh)
Should know better if you go get her
You'll end up in flames, flames
Uh-oh, there you go
Gun in your holster, ready to blow
Uh-oh, there you go
Huntin′ me down like an animal
Uh-oh, there you go
Uh-oh, t-t-there you go
Uh-oh, there you go
There you go, there you go
I don't wanna be ya, see ya, hear ya
You′re a heartkiller
I don't wanna feel ya, can′t be near ya
You're a heartkiller
A murderer, serial lover
I don't wanna be ya, see ya, hear ya
You′re a heartkiller
You′re a heartkiller
Caution tape the door
Chalk lines on the floor
If I let you in, in, no
I'll never become
Victim to your touch
Damaged by your love, love, love
I don′t wanna be ya, see ya, hear ya
You're a heartkiller
I don′t wanna feel ya, can't be near ya
You′re a heartkiller
A murderer, serial lover
I don't wanna be ya, see ya, hear ya
You're a heartkiller
You′re a heartkiller
You′re a heartkiller
Hit it and quit her, baby =, baby
No heart stealer, sex dealer
Don′t pull the trigger, bang bang
No, you're never gonna (take me out)
Never, never gonna (take me out, eh, eh)
Should know better if you go get her
You′ll end up in flames, flames
Uh-oh, there you go
Gun in your holster, ready to blow
Uh-oh, there you go
Huntin' me down like an animal
Uh-oh, there you go
Uh-oh, t-t-there you go
Uh-oh, there you go
There you go, there you go
I don't wanna be ya, see ya, hear ya
You′re a heartkiller
I don′t wanna feel ya, can't be near ya
You′re a heartkiller
A murderer, serial lover
I don't wanna be ya, see ya, hear ya
You′re a heartkiller
You're a heartkiller
Big fat liar, pants on fire
To you, ain′t nothin' but a game game
Preachin' to the choir, bullets keep flyin′
Bet ya look good in red, red
No, you′re never gonna (take me out)
Never, never gonna (take me out, eh, eh)
Should know better if you go get her
You'll end up in flames, flames
Uh-oh, there you go
Gun in your holster, ready to blow
Uh-oh, there you go
Huntin′ me down like an animal
Uh-oh, there you go
Uh-oh, t-t-there you go
Uh-oh, there you go
There you go, there you go
I don't wanna be ya, see ya, hear ya
You′re a heartkiller
I don't wanna feel ya, can′t be near ya
You're a heartkiller
A murderer, serial lover
I don't wanna be ya, see ya, hear ya
You′re a heartkiller
You′re a heartkiller
Caution tape the door
Chalk lines on the floor
If I let you in, in, no
I'll never become
Victim to your touch
Damaged by your love, love, love
I don′t wanna be ya, see ya, hear ya
You're a heartkiller
I don′t wanna feel ya, can't be near ya
You′re a heartkiller
A murderer, serial lover
I don't wanna be ya, see ya, hear ya
You're a heartkiller
You′re a heartkiller
You′re a heartkiller
Writer(s): Brett Mclaughlin, Marcello Pagin, Kat Graham, Chris Buettner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com