I Feel Like a Bullet (in the Gun of Robert Ford)
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Like a corn in a field, I cut you down
I threw the last punch too hard
After years of going steady, well, I thought that it was time
To throw in my hand for a new set of cards
And I can't take you dancing out on the weekend
I figured we'd painted too much of this town
And I tried not to look as I walked to my wagon
And I knew then, I'd lost what should have been found
You know that, I knew then I'd lost what should have been found
And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford
I'm low as a paid assassin is
You know I'm cold as a hired sword
I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up?
You know, I can't think straight no more
You make me feel like a bullet, honey, in the gun
In the gun of Robert Ford
Like a child when his toys have been stepped on
That's how it all seemed to me
I burst the bubble that both of us lived in
And I'm damned if I'll ever get rid of this guilt that I feel
And if looks could kill then I'd be a dead man
Your friends and mine don't call no more
Hell, I thought it was best but now I feel branded
Breaking up's sometimes like breaking the law
Breaking up's sometimes like breaking the law
And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford
I'm low as a paid assassin is
You know I'm cold as a hired sword
I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up?
You know that I can't think straight no more
You make me feel like a bullet, honey, in the gun
In the gun of Robert Ford
Feel Like A Bullet, thank you!
I threw the last punch too hard
After years of going steady, well, I thought that it was time
To throw in my hand for a new set of cards
And I can't take you dancing out on the weekend
I figured we'd painted too much of this town
And I tried not to look as I walked to my wagon
And I knew then, I'd lost what should have been found
You know that, I knew then I'd lost what should have been found
And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford
I'm low as a paid assassin is
You know I'm cold as a hired sword
I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up?
You know, I can't think straight no more
You make me feel like a bullet, honey, in the gun
In the gun of Robert Ford
Like a child when his toys have been stepped on
That's how it all seemed to me
I burst the bubble that both of us lived in
And I'm damned if I'll ever get rid of this guilt that I feel
And if looks could kill then I'd be a dead man
Your friends and mine don't call no more
Hell, I thought it was best but now I feel branded
Breaking up's sometimes like breaking the law
Breaking up's sometimes like breaking the law
And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford
I'm low as a paid assassin is
You know I'm cold as a hired sword
I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up?
You know that I can't think straight no more
You make me feel like a bullet, honey, in the gun
In the gun of Robert Ford
Feel Like A Bullet, thank you!
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.34] Like a corn in a field, I cut you down
[00:08.02] I threw the last punch too hard
[00:14.35] After years of going steady, well, I thought that it was time
[00:21.81] To throw in my hand for a new set of cards
[00:29.99] And I can't take you dancing out on the weekend
[00:36.38] I figured we'd painted too much of this town
[00:43.22] And I tried not to look as I walked to my wagon
[00:50.54] And I knew then, I'd lost what should have been found
[00:57.73] You know that, I knew then I'd lost what should have been found
[01:05.71] And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford
[01:12.40] I'm low as a paid assassin is
[01:15.62] You know I'm cold as a hired sword
[01:18.73] I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up?
[01:26.57] You know, I can't think straight no more
[01:31.06] You make me feel like a bullet, honey, in the gun
[01:36.12] In the gun of Robert Ford
[01:46.32] Like a child when his toys have been stepped on
[01:53.49] That's how it all seemed to me
[02:00.89] I burst the bubble that both of us lived in
[02:07.11] And I'm damned if I'll ever get rid of this guilt that I feel
[02:15.04] And if looks could kill then I'd be a dead man
[02:22.56] Your friends and mine don't call no more
[02:29.87] Hell, I thought it was best but now I feel branded
[02:36.29] Breaking up's sometimes like breaking the law
[02:43.03] Breaking up's sometimes like breaking the law
[02:51.68] And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford
[02:58.29] I'm low as a paid assassin is
[03:01.37] You know I'm cold as a hired sword
[03:04.93] I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up?
[03:12.14] You know that I can't think straight no more
[03:16.94] You make me feel like a bullet, honey, in the gun
[03:22.08] In the gun of Robert Ford
[05:26.06] Feel Like A Bullet, thank you!
[05:26.40]
[00:08.02] I threw the last punch too hard
[00:14.35] After years of going steady, well, I thought that it was time
[00:21.81] To throw in my hand for a new set of cards
[00:29.99] And I can't take you dancing out on the weekend
[00:36.38] I figured we'd painted too much of this town
[00:43.22] And I tried not to look as I walked to my wagon
[00:50.54] And I knew then, I'd lost what should have been found
[00:57.73] You know that, I knew then I'd lost what should have been found
[01:05.71] And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford
[01:12.40] I'm low as a paid assassin is
[01:15.62] You know I'm cold as a hired sword
[01:18.73] I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up?
[01:26.57] You know, I can't think straight no more
[01:31.06] You make me feel like a bullet, honey, in the gun
[01:36.12] In the gun of Robert Ford
[01:46.32] Like a child when his toys have been stepped on
[01:53.49] That's how it all seemed to me
[02:00.89] I burst the bubble that both of us lived in
[02:07.11] And I'm damned if I'll ever get rid of this guilt that I feel
[02:15.04] And if looks could kill then I'd be a dead man
[02:22.56] Your friends and mine don't call no more
[02:29.87] Hell, I thought it was best but now I feel branded
[02:36.29] Breaking up's sometimes like breaking the law
[02:43.03] Breaking up's sometimes like breaking the law
[02:51.68] And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford
[02:58.29] I'm low as a paid assassin is
[03:01.37] You know I'm cold as a hired sword
[03:04.93] I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up?
[03:12.14] You know that I can't think straight no more
[03:16.94] You make me feel like a bullet, honey, in the gun
[03:22.08] In the gun of Robert Ford
[05:26.06] Feel Like A Bullet, thank you!
[05:26.40]