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
[00:00.69] Like a corn in a field, I cut you down
[00:07.29] I threw the last punch too hard
[00:13.36] After years of going steady, well, I thought that it was time
[00:20.17] To throw in my hand for a new set of cards
[00:27.93] And I can't take you dancing out on the weekend
[00:34.34] I figured we'd painted too much of this town
[00:40.94] And I tried not to look as I walked to my wagon
[00:47.72] And I knew then, I'd lost what should have been found
[00:54.17] You know that, I knew then I'd lost what should have been found
[01:02.38] And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford
[01:08.50] I'm low as a paid assassin is
[01:11.45] You know I'm cold as a hired sword
[01:14.71] I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up?
[01:21.08] You know, I can't think straight no more
[01:25.77] You make me feel like a bullet, honey, in the gun
[01:30.57] In the gun of Robert Ford
[01:40.08] Like a child when his toys have been stepped on
[01:46.94] That's how it all seemed to me
[01:53.80] I burst the bubble that both of us lived in
[01:59.83] And I'm damned if I'll ever get rid of this guilt that I feel
[02:07.30] And if looks could kill then I'd be a dead man
[02:13.82] Your friends and mine don't call no more
[02:20.73] Hell, I thought it was best but now I feel branded
[02:26.14] Breaking up's sometimes like breaking the law
[02:33.25] Breaking up's sometimes like breaking the law
[02:41.21] And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford
[02:47.36] I'm low as a paid assassin is
[02:50.48] You know I'm cold as a hired sword
[02:53.27] I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up?
[02:59.10] You know that I can't think straight no more
[03:04.47] You make me feel like a bullet, honey, in the gun
[03:09.56] In the gun of Robert Ford
[03:24.28] Feel Like A Bullet, thank you!
[03:26.35]
[00:07.29] I threw the last punch too hard
[00:13.36] After years of going steady, well, I thought that it was time
[00:20.17] To throw in my hand for a new set of cards
[00:27.93] And I can't take you dancing out on the weekend
[00:34.34] I figured we'd painted too much of this town
[00:40.94] And I tried not to look as I walked to my wagon
[00:47.72] And I knew then, I'd lost what should have been found
[00:54.17] You know that, I knew then I'd lost what should have been found
[01:02.38] And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford
[01:08.50] I'm low as a paid assassin is
[01:11.45] You know I'm cold as a hired sword
[01:14.71] I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up?
[01:21.08] You know, I can't think straight no more
[01:25.77] You make me feel like a bullet, honey, in the gun
[01:30.57] In the gun of Robert Ford
[01:40.08] Like a child when his toys have been stepped on
[01:46.94] That's how it all seemed to me
[01:53.80] I burst the bubble that both of us lived in
[01:59.83] And I'm damned if I'll ever get rid of this guilt that I feel
[02:07.30] And if looks could kill then I'd be a dead man
[02:13.82] Your friends and mine don't call no more
[02:20.73] Hell, I thought it was best but now I feel branded
[02:26.14] Breaking up's sometimes like breaking the law
[02:33.25] Breaking up's sometimes like breaking the law
[02:41.21] And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford
[02:47.36] I'm low as a paid assassin is
[02:50.48] You know I'm cold as a hired sword
[02:53.27] I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up?
[02:59.10] You know that I can't think straight no more
[03:04.47] You make me feel like a bullet, honey, in the gun
[03:09.56] In the gun of Robert Ford
[03:24.28] Feel Like A Bullet, thank you!
[03:26.35]