Tiger Bill gave me a tiger claw from a real Siberian tiger's paw
He said, "This'll make you bulletproof"
So I got this tiger claw from a real Siberian tiger paw
In my pocket

And I'm thinkin' now: what if I really could be bulletproof?

Would bulletproof include bows and arrows, hatchets and hammers, bandoliers full of ammo
Anything from hacksaws to hand grenades
We could set me up in my granddad's pasture and have ourselves a live target practice
Try out the throwing stars, bring out the switchblades
And maybe folks would line up, show up armed
Excited for a person to try their weapons out on
And we could charge money
We could charge a whole lot of money

It's got me thinkin' now: what if I really could be bulletproof?
It's got me thinkin' now: could I really somehow be bulletproof?

Against you shotgunnin' across my mind, you know I've taken you back too many times
Could I be armored against you too
Against all the ways that words cut through, against promises breaking into open wounds
And the resulting scars

It's got me thinkin' now: what if I really could be bulletproof?
It's got me thinkin' now: could I really somehow be bulletproof?
It's got me thinkin' now: what if I really could be bulletproof?
It's got me thinkin' now: could I really somehow be bulletproof?
It's got me thinkin' now: what if I really was bulletproof?
It's got me thinkin' now: could I really somehow be bulletproof?