Here is my heart,
Marked with red.

Shoot at me, and I'll be dead,
I'll be dead , and I'll be free,
Take that gun and aim at me.

Point it directly at my heart,
Watch me bleed, my blood is art.

Here I am, it's just me,
I'm an easy target, set me free.

This is my heart marked with red,
Shoot me now and I'll be dead.

Take the gun and point at me,
Take the gun, shoot me please.