I had no intention of loving you
It was pure desultory
But when I did
I tried to get a good aim
But someone else
Had marked her territory.
You should have gotten a good aim
But you pulled the trigger twice
The other one went thru her heart
Little did you know
The stray one found its way to me.
And it's stupid of me really
To just stand there
And look at the both of you
Like I haven't been shot, too.