Under The Gun

Just when I thought I had kissed love goodbye
And ridden off into the sunset
This hip shooting cowboy steps up and says:
«Reach for the sky.»
I could tell he was fast, I could tell he was smart;
I could tell he was looking for trouble
He was fixing to take his best shot at my bullet proof heart
I’m under the gun
I’m under attack
The sights are lined up
The hammer is back
I’m under the gun
And it’s going down to the wire
I’m under the gun
He’s aiming to win
He’s thinking he might
Get under my skin
If he hits me with his fire
I’m under the gun
Just when I thought I had gotten away
With all of the hearts I had stolen
He looks in my eyes and says:
«Crimes of the heart do not pay.»
It was too late to talk, it was too late to run
It was too late to hold up this showdown
It was already all said and done, I was under the gun
I’m under the gun
I’m under attack
The sights are lined up
The hammer is back
I’m under the gun
And it’s going down to the wire
I’m under the gun
He’s aiming to win
He’s thinking he might
Get under my skin
If he hits me with his fire
Oh, I’m under the gun
I’m under the gun
I’m under attack
The sights are lined up
The hammer is back
I’m under the gun
And it’s going down to the wire
I’m under the gun…