Millimeter

There's a bullet in my bag And it tells me what to think In the middle of the night When I can't sleep There's a bullet in my bag Singing sweetly "You traded 8 for 35 millimeter But the trigger slips The shot goes wide By a millimeter" There's a body in my bed Telling me to stand In the middle of the fire Where I can't breathe There's a body in my bed Sleeping softly Then the day comes on And something's off A millimeter Sometimes close is not close enough, millimeter Hold it closely, hold it Hold it closely, hold it Hold it closely, hold it When the numbers all run The measure's off a millimeter We run for miles to come up short By a millimeter Hold it closely (millimeter) Hold it (millimeter) Hold it closely (millimeter) Hold it (millimeter) Hold it closely (millimeter) Hold it (millimeter) Hold it closely