Pistol Whipped

You look so pretty
When you cry
Don’t wanna hit you
But the only thing
Between our love is
A bloody nose
A busted lip
Three, a blackened eye
You look so pretty
When you cry
Don’t wanna hit you
But the only thing
Between our love is
A bloody nose
A busted lip
A blackened eye
You’re a little pistol
And I’m fucking pistol whipped
You’re a little pistol
And I’m fucking pistol whipped
When I undo my belt
You melt and you walk away
With a red, red, red welt
(Or so they say)
When I undo my belt
You melt and you walk away
With a red, red, red welt
(Or so they say)
You’re a little pistol
And I’m fucking pistol whipped
You’re a little pistol
And I’m fucking pistol whipped
I wanna have your ache
And beat you too
I wanna have your ache
And beat you too
I wanna have your ache
And beat you too
I wanna have your ache
And beat you too
You’re a little pistol
And I’m fucking pistol whipped
You’re a little pistol
And I’m fucking pistol whipped