Professional Hit

We spoke the same language. we spent so much time. reminiscing our history yeah
we’re so alike with our velvet voices and our true blue eyes, makes me want to
stay when I should run and hide
We went into a trance and then we danced to a lie, explored your floor,
it was just a matter of time
Are you paying attention?
Did you hear what I said?
You fucked me once and it is fucking with my head
You wanted me bad when you were 23 you know and the way you watched me really
kind of scared me
I knew you were good then there was no problem there, but we only spoke of it
with our 10 mile stare
It was a professional hit
You buried me sitting up holding my head saying 'holy shit'
It should have killed me instantly, I should be dead
You blew a hole the size of Texas into the side of my head
I came back hoping very high
Open like a door and open very wide
I came back 'cause it was time to turn my face away and find a new place to hide
So I came back with a toothy smile
Oh how I was laughing and acting like a child
I gave up, gave up like a flower
A tulip in your garden, I gave you all the power
You splashed me up on the wall and called me art. you’re so smart
You’ve been waiting a long time to hang me up, didn’t you?
Now, I’m on display, my god you really got paid, didn’t you?
You really earned it after waiting a fucking decade
You came back riding your white horse, polished like a penny, shiny like your
words
I came back, riding your white horse, watching your white ceiling as you’re
riding me of course
Do you truly prefer trashy little girls who refer to you as their personal ATM?
I loved you, I looked for you
This is my 3rd time back, but what happened to you? What happened?
And where are you at?
I jumped in without a life vest. Are you kidding me? Are you serious?
Boy you have a way of flipping around and now all I can say is wow
Wow
Boy you sure did make a mess
You punk, you sunk me while smoking a cigarette
Wait, what did i miss? A 24 hour twist? No
It was a professional hit
Wow
I came back hoping very high, open like a door and open very wide
I gave up, gave up like a flower, a tulip in your garden
I gave you all the power
It was a professional hit
You buried me sitting up holding my head saying «holy shit»!
It should have killed me instantly, I should be dead
You blew a hole the size of Texas into the side of my head
It was a professional hit
(Oh my god)