Written by Rachel McCullough.

Rachel McCullough - Vocals, Rhythm Guitar
Pier Giacalone - Lead Guitar
Mark Carson - Bass (except Broke My Heart, played by Pier Giacalone)
Mike Wexler - Drums
Produced and Engineered by Pier Giacalone
Recorded and Mixed by Pier Giacalone at Hopetown Sound (Doylestown, PA)
Mastered by Fred Kevorkian at Avatar Studios (New York, New York)
Photography by Frank Pronesti

Lyrics

Ambushed (c) 2016 Rachel McCullough

I was ambushed in my own house
No one would ever find you out

Frame by frame, you’re unpredictable
It’s a dirty damn shame, you’re so likable

Now I rack my mind
'Cause I met your kind
And I keep falling for it

How lucky you are to be born without a heart
‘Cause mine hurts all the time
How lucky you are to be born without a heart
‘Cause mine hurts all the time

Compassion is not what you’d say your calling is
Line ‘em up and knock ‘em down in front of witnesses

I am rearranged
'Cause I thought you changed
But I keep falling for it

How lucky you are to be born without a heart
‘Cause mine hurts all the time
How lucky you are to be born without a heart
‘Cause mine hurts all the time
Oh it hurts all the time

You wear your smile just like a fashion statement
You look at me like I’m your entertainment

I'm done fishing down your dry well
'cause I'm the sensitive type who fell into your hell

The less I say, the more I'm heard
I can figure you out, but I won't be cured

Now I see the signs
And I hear their cries
I'm not falling for it

How lucky you are to be born without a heart
‘Cause mine hurts all the time
How lucky you are to be born without a heart
‘Cause mine hurts all the time
Oh, it hurts all time…Oh…How lucky you are…