G# She had the word C# Had the way G# The way of letting me know She knew the game C# Called the play G# She hit me low Said now you go your way I'll go mine And that's the start Doctor, doctor Ain't no cure For the pain in my heart Chorus: B C# B C# Gimme a bullet to bite on, something to chew B C# E Gimme a bullet to bite on, and I'll make believe F# G# I'll make believe it's you Don't need no drink Don't need no drug Don't need no sympathy Sooner or later Send me a bill For what she's doing to me Operator Long distance lips On the telephone Come tomorrow Come to grips With being all alone Chorus G# C# G# A bullet to bite on G# C# G# Gimme a bullet to bite on G# C# G# Gimme a bullet to bite on, Bullet to chew G# C# G# I'll make believe it's you I'll make believe it's you Gimme a bullet to bite on, You're a bullet baby I want a bullet to bite on | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C# E F# G# B |