Bullet Dodger

Swerve to the side with a foxy spin
Barely a scratch upon your skin
Crouch like a tiger, show them your claws
Dancing in-between the blows

Swing low and I 'm always behind you
Dust yourself off without a hitch
Raise your glass when life deals a shitty hand
Think of me as your sensitive son of a

I 'm your sensitive son of a bitch

Sharp like a knife and I'm off the rails
I 'm hammered and everything is nails
King of hearts, I 'm a jack of all trades
And words come out like I spit blades

Raise your glass when life deals a shitty hand
Think of me as your sensitive son of a... bitch!