"Toy Gun" lyrics

I met your hero on a Monday
Celebrity sightings, always exciting
But I can't lie, it was mundane
Nothing could faze me
Since the mess that you made me

Reaching for the phone, but
I guess I got no one to call
You cut me out in cold blood
I guess I gotta cut my loss

I booked a ticket to your guilt trip once every month
Killin' my vibrance, killin' the fun
Would put the pedal to your bed, oh when you needed some
But now I don't owe anything to anyone

Comeuppance coming to ya, coming undone
It's not a competition cause I already won
I used to have to act toughened with a toy gun
But now I don't owe anything to anyone

Bang, bang
Run, run
Never owing anything to anyone
Bang, bang
Goes the toy gun
Never owing anything to anyone

I think of us in the worst way
Never nostalgic, only astounded
We were together in the first place
Lost your appeal
How does it feel to be

Reaching for the phone, cause
It seems you've got no one to call
You cut me out in cold blood
Coming to terms with what you lost

I booked a ticket to your guilt trip once every month
Killin' my vibrance, killin' the fun
Would have to settle to your level so I played dumb
But now I don't owe anything to anyone

Comeuppance coming to ya, coming undone
It's not a competition cause I already won
I used to have to act toughened with a toy gun
But now I don't owe anything to anyone

Bang, bang
Run, run
Never owing anything to anyone
Bang, bang
Goes the toy gun
Never owing anything to anyone
Never owing anything to anyone

Keep my peace, as you come undone
Never owing anything to anyone
Keep my peace, and I sold that gun
Never owing anything to anyone
Keep my peace, and I sold that gun
Never owing anything to anyone