Miss Atomic Bomb

 
It feels just like a dagger buried deep in your back. You run for cover but you can't escape the second attack.
Your soul was innocent, she kissed him and she painted it black. 
You should have seen your little face, burnin' for love. Holdin on' for your life. 
All that I wanted was a little touch, a little tenderness and truth, I didn't ask for much, no.
Talk about being at the wrong place at the wrong time.

The Killers – Direct Hits




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