You're like a bullet in my chest Your aim is perfect 'Cause every time I lay myself down for you I paint a circle on my chest To make it easier for you to aim just right And so I lie down and wait Yes, I lie down and wait Like bait laid out in the woods And I draw our memory in the snow Willing it to freeze For the frost to bite your tongue But you're a howler, you're a Woolf And in the dead night I swear I hear you calling for me And so I lie down and wait Yes, I lie down and wait Like bait laid out in the woods I'm bait laid out in the woods