Bullet - Franz Ferdinand

While I’m away

You can let the mouse go down on you

Let the mouse do what I’d do

If I was there

But you’d better explain

That I have vendetta in my narrow bones

And a vindictive eye

Of my jealousy I have no control

No control

I’ll never get your bullet out of my head now

How can I get your bullet out of my head now

I have no control

But I try

Yes I try

So I’d better explain that I have a

Red vendetta in my narrow bones

A wicked indicative eye

Of my yellow jealousy I have no control

No control

I’ll never get your bullet…

Get out of my head

Get out of my head now

Get out of my mind