Smokin’ Gun - Brantley Gilbert

It’s 2 AM and that cell phone’s ringin'

Yeah, sounds like you been sippin' on somethin'

It was in the way I heard you say, hey baby

Yeah, you 'bout as subtle as a freight train comin'

And I know what’s next

You’ll be knockin' on my door

Standin' there in that dress

What are you waitin' for

Pull the trigger on a point blank kiss

This close you better never miss

Heart beatin' like a bullet into my chest

Bitin' my lip and wreckin' my bed

But Cinderella never sees the sun

You’ll be gone before mornin' comes

Like to love, but you love to run

You’re too hot to hold

Baby, you’re a smokin' gun

Yeah, you think you got it like Tony Montana

Callin' these shots like the world is yours

And you got me hooked, but let me turn them tables

I ain’t the only one comin back for more

Little smile on your face

You’re beggin' me to play along

So, if we’re sayin' it’s a game

Then I’m guessin' this is game on

Pull the trigger on a point blank kiss

This close you better never miss

Heart beatin' like a bullet into my chest

Bitin' my lip and wreckin' my bed

But Cinderella never sees the sun

You’ll be gone before mornin' comes

Like to love, but you love to run

You’re too hot to hold

Baby, you’re a smokin' gun

You’re like a forty-four mag with one bullet in it

It’s a dangerous game, but I can’t help but spin it

Knowin' one day it’s gonna end bad

But it’s too late, I got it cocked back

Pull the trigger on a point blank kiss

This close you better never miss

Heart beatin' like a bullet into my chest

Bitin' my lip and wreckin' my bed

But Cinderella never sees the sun

You’ll be gone before mornin' comes

Like to love, but you love to run

You’re too hot to hold

Baby, you’re a smokin' gun

Yeah

Pull the trigger