She had the word, and the way

The way of letting me know

She knew the game, called the play

Ooh, she hit me low



Said: "now you go your way, I'll go mine

And that's a start"

Doctor, doctor, ain't no cure

For the pain my heart



Gimme a bullet to bite on

Something to chew

Gimme a bullet to bite on

And I make believe

I make believe it's you



Don't need no drink, don't need no drug

Don't need no sympathy

Sooner or later send me a bill



For what she's doing to me



Operator, long distant lips

On the telephone

Come tomorrow, come to grips

With me all alone



Gimme a bullet to bite on

Something to chew

Gimme a bullet to bite on

And I make believe

I make believe it's you



Bullet to bite on

Gimme a bullet to bite on

Something to chew

Gimme a bullet to bite on

And I make believe

I make believe it's you