bullet

bir franz ferdinand sarkısı.

While I'm away you can
Let the mass go down on you
Let the mass do what I do
If I was ever to better explain
That I have a vendetta in my narrow bones
I have a vindictive eye
Of my jealousy I have no control

Never get your bullet out of my head now, baby
Never get your bullet out of my mind (2x)

I cannot get your bullet out of my head now
I have no control but I try
Yeah I try

I'd better explain that I have a red vendetta
In my narrow bones
And a wicked indicative eye
Of my yellow jealousy I have no control
No control
No control

Never get your bullet out of my head now, baby
Never get your bullet out of my mind.

Get out of my head.
Ah, get out of my head now.

Ah, get out of head.
Ah, get out of my head now.
Ah, get out of my mind.