Magic in the night

Do you still say your prayers little darlin’ do you go to bed at night
Prayin’ that tomorrow, everything will be alright
But tomorrow’s fall in number in number one by one
You wake up and you’re dying you don’t even know what from

Well they shot you point blank you been shot in the back
Baby point blank you been fooled this time little girl that’s a fact
Right between the eyes baby, point blank right between the pretty lies that they tell
Little girl you fell

Bruce Springsteen