Bullseye
 作词 : Lucy Dacus
 作曲 : Lucy Dacus
 Heard you got a job as a mailman
 I heard you're playing around in a couple bands
 Wish I could come to the show, but I understand
 Can't just walk in like any other fan
 But I always loved the way you play guitar
 You've got style, no one's doin' it like you are

 In many European cities there's a bridge
 Where lovers put locks on the rails
 And throw their keys into the river beneath
 We were two such suckers
 But the metal weighs down the bearings and the city has to cut the bolts
 If our spell wore off, maybe it's all their fault

 You're a bullseye and I aimed right
 I'm a straight shot, you're a grand prize
 It was young love, it was dumb luck
 Holding each other so tight we got stuck

 I'll miss borrowing your books to read your notes in the margins
 The closest I came to reading your mind
 The answers to the questions only made more questions
 I hope you're never fully satisfied
 But I wanted to be there the day you figured it all out
 Whoever is, I hope they're proud

 You're a bullseye and I aimed right
 I'm a straight shot, you're a grand prize
 It was young love, it was dumb luck
 Holding each other so tight we got stuck

 Found some of your stuff at my new house
 Packed it on accident when I was moving out
 Probably wrong to think of them as your gifts to me
 More like victims of my sentimentality
 Man, it's hard to quit while you're ahead
 Letting the best laid plans become empty threats
 But I meant every word I said
 When I said it

 The world that we built meant the world to me
 When one world ends, the other worlds keep spinning