GAYLE - bite the bullet

Five, six, three, one.
I wanna bite the bullet if the bullet is you.
Got my finger on the trigger, wanna know what to do.
La, la, la.
I wanna be the cup that I want you to sip.
I wanna be your cig, anything touching your lips.
Wanna be the bubblegum under your shoe, so when you walk home, I'm going with you.
I wanna bite the bullet, I wanna bite the bullet, I wanna bite the bullet if the bullet is you.
So come on, baby, shoot.
I
don't really know what you came here to do, but baby, I got an idea or two.
I wanna be the tree, be the tree that you climb.
And I wanna be the hit that's getting you high.
I wanna bite the bullet, I wanna bite the bullet, I wanna bite the bullet if the bullet is you.
Oh, I wanna bite the bullet, I wanna bite the bullet, I wanna bite the bullet if the bullet is you.