I have such disdain for myself Ain't no way to open this song nicely I could use a few B vitamins The most common deficiency in a rainy city I am so hard on myself Never in a hundred years Would I be so hard on anybody else Don't got a good coat for the rain Too cloudy to watch the planes Ain't sh** else to do on a Monday Ain't got no money anyway Well, there's a place I got to be Quarter till, two-thirty or three But I'm gonna sit down in my chair today I'm gonna wait, I'm gonna stay I'm gonna fade, I'm gonna pray I'm so tired of having nothing to say Oh, acting like I don't exist Sometimes, yeah, I wanna shout, Yeah But it's a quiet room when you're judging All the words on the way out, yeah f** it, I can't throw a dart straight But I'm good with my hands And I can't always speak well But I got a mic and a set of cans I may not think much of myself But I don't hurt no one I'm like a bullet in a gun I'm like a bullet in a gun I'm at the starting line, it's racing day I'm like a bullet in a gun I'm so excited, I just can't wait I'm like a bullet in a gun I got so much heart, I been looking for fun I'm like a bullet in a gun Girl, you look so good to me I'm like a bullet in a gun I'm like a bullet in a gun I won't stop until you're done I'm like a bullet in a gun I'm like a bullet in a gun A bullet in a gun A bullet in a gun [Chorus]