Cold Shot (feat. Joey Houck)

COLD SHOT

A snicker and some pop

magazine shop

Made an eye

when passing by

No choice

but had to stop

Below the flirty sheen

a heartless queen

My hands sweat in-between

coat-pocket scheme

Stolen in time

a harmless crime

She's so divine

I made her mine

Cold Shot

knock me down to my knees

Cold shot

never did your aim so please

Like a book of dreams

I wonder through each page

In anticipation for the candlelit stage

Inch by inch

my love grows ever deeper

All the way up to

the final feature

It's closing time

let's make a deal

Like a cheap hustle

so fast so real

Cold Shot

knock me down to my knees

Cold shot

never did your aim so please

The party simmers down

posthumous pleasure

Closing ballroom lights

demystify the treasure

All that glitter

surely is not gold

This paper trick

I am no longer sold

Meanwhile in doubt

her heart sings out

I fall away

oh, come what may!

Cold Shot

knock me down to my knees

Cold shot

Never did your aim so please

Cold Shot

Cold Shot

Cold shot

never did my aim

so please