Bullet Box

I've got a present for you
I've been saving it since I was young
All the things you never knew
All the things you couldn't admit were true
My bullet box
What you find inside
Won't let you get away
My truth will shoot you down today
My bullet box
You built your web
Waiting for me to fall in
And you built your walls
Hoping I wouldn't climb them
I climbed them
My pain feels good
I bet you 50 bucks
I'll shoot you down
Along with all of your luck