On those sentimental nights
You hold me in your sights
Shoot me down

Though there ain’t no enemy here
You keep me very near and shoot me down
Shoot me down

Your hands they flutter up
Armed and dangerous my buttercup
and shoot me down... in flames

Stand back baby, stand back and let me breathe
I think I fallin’ outta’ here
I can hear the grass grow
I can hear the melting snow
I can feel your breath against my hair
I might just disappear

Yeah, wouldn't that be nice?
Yeah, wouldn't that be nice?
Well, wouldn't that be nice?

I look into your eyes [bad word] as no great surprise
You're gonna shoot me down
Shoot me down

I know that when you smile
It'll only be a short little while
Shoot me down... in flames

Shoot me down
in flames
Shoot me down
in flames
you're gonna shoot me down
oh, in flames
shoot me down, shoot me down
in flames
shoot me down in flames
shoot me down in flames
shoot me down in flames