I'm addicted to the misfiring,
this fits hair,
trigger,
it spits blood in the lipstick,
cuts
on the wrist,
blonde hair,
black nails,
tattooed skin,
a sharp shooting tongue and a gunpowder
grin.
My baby,
I will love you till you break me,
you're a gun without a safety,
you could tear
me apart with that wild,
wild,
wild,
that wild,
wild crazy.
Did me walking pushing daisies,
throw some flowers on my grape leaves,
you could tear me apart with that wild,
wild,
wild,
that wild heart.
I'm addicted to the fishnet,
cold sweat,
hell in a black dress,
fell for an actress and I played the fool.
Shovel by shovel,
I'm buried alive by the love of my,
love of my,
love of my,
like my baby.
I will love you till you break me,
you're a gun without a safety,
you could tear me apart with that wild,
wild,
wild,
that wild,
wild crazy.
Did me walking pushing daisies,
throw some flowers on my grape leaves,
you could tear me apart with that wild,
wild,
wild,
that wild heart.
Forginza Forstin,
she knows not what she did,
they call her too mad,
I mean,
ain't big enough for me and my,
me and my baby.
I will love you till you break me,
you're a gun without a safety,
you could tear me apart with that wild,
wild,
wild,
that wild, wild crazy.
Did me walking pushing daisies,
throw some flowers on my grape leaves,
you could tear me apart with that wild,
wild,
wild,
that wild heart.