Hit Me - Conchita Wurst

Hit me with the bullets you make up in your head

Hit me with the pain that you came to get

Hit me with your threats that were left unsaid

Hit me with your bull and don’t dare to pull back

Hit me with the blame you made up in your head

Hit me with regret

I am me, you are you

I know my vice, so do you

I gave you my heart, it’s in two

Inside and outside I’m bruised

You tested me, I am through

I will not hide

Hit me with the bullets you make up in your head

Hit me with the pain that you came to get

Hit me with your threats that were left unsaid

Hit me with your bull and don’t dare to pull back

Hit me with the blame you made up in your head

Hit me with the things that I should regret

Hit me with the rage that you got instead

Hit me

You don’t get to point the gun

And you don’t get to force my hand

'Cause I don’t get to mend the matters

I don’t get to fight back

You don’t get to raise complaint

And you don’t get your rights back

'Cause I won’t let you threaten me

And I won’t give you parts of me (parts of me)

Just to heal (just to heal)

And to lead

Hit me with the bullets you make up in your head

Hit me with the pain that you came to get

Hit me with your threats that were left unsaid

Hit me with your bull and don’t dare to pull back

Hit me with the blame you made up in your head

Hit me with the things that I should regret

Hit me with the rage that you got instead

Hit me

(Hit me with the bullets you make up in your head

Hit me with your bull and don’t dare to pull back

Hit me with the blame you made up in your head

Hit me with the things that I should regret

Hit me with the rage that you got instead

Hit me)

Hit me with the bullets you make up in your head

Hit me with the pain that you came to get

Hit me with your threats that were left unsaid

Hit me with your bull and don’t dare to pull back

Hit me with the bullets you make up in your head

Hit me with the pain that you came to get

Hit me with your threats that were left unsaid

Hit me with your bull and don’t dare to pull back

Hit me with the blame you made up in your head

Hit me with the things that I should regret

Hit me with the rage that you got instead

Hit me