Little Red Heart

I'm sick of your funny little mind tricks
I'm sick of this way I feel for you
You're here but you're nowhere to be found
Yet you got me feeling like I owe this all to you

I'm sure you knew this all about me
And maybe I knew it too
Baby you're just about to crush me
Standing on the edge and now I'm falling through

I can see the sun
As we're getting close
Blood on the tracks
Everybody knows
I'm falling, falling
You try to take a shot
But I don't belong to you
Ah

Put down your gun
This ain't your little red heart now
Won't play your game
Won't play it anymore
Here you come, trying to put me
Down on the floor again
Throw down your guns
This ain't your little red heart now

I'm sure you came all this way to find me
To seek out your sweet revenge
For years I kept myself in hiding
Now I'm standing in the open
Right in front of you babe

Come on, throw your best punch line
I betcha even stole that too
Like all those other little hearts
That you drag behind you too

Oh, oh
Hey, hey
I'm calling, calling
Come on and take your shot
Now i'm bulletproof
Hey

Put down your gun
This ain't your little red heart
Won't play your game
Won't play it anymore
Here you come, trying to put me
Down on the floor again
Throw down your guns
This ain't your little red heart

(Not your little red heart)
(Little red little red little red heart)

I'm not your little red heart
Oh, no

Here you come, trying to take me
Down on the floor again
Throw down your guns
This ain't your little red heart

Put down your gun
This ain't your little red heart