Television Won't Know

Magic Bullets

Compositor: Corey Cunningham

He calls you to him
You keep on walking You keep on walking
It's no thing It's no thing
It's all part of the fun and games It's all part of the fun and games

It's always "rethink" It's always "rethink"
Up to your old hijinks Up to your old hijinks
You won't blink You will not blink
When he begs you to stop and think When he begs you to stop and think

Well of course the boy really wants you Well of course the boy really wants you
Whether or not he really wants to Whether or not he really wants to
That's just people do That's just people do
That's just what real people do That's just what real people do

So now alone you wait So now you wait Alone
But uh oh it's too late But uh oh it's too late
You sealed your fate You sealed your fate
When you fed too much bait When you fed too much bait

Now he calls no more Now he calls no more
And he's not behind his door And he's not behind his door
He's settled the score He's settled the score
And that's a pain you can't ignore And that's a pain you can not ignore

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