I Feel Like a Bullet in the Gun of Robert Ford


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Like a corn in a field I  
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cut you dow
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n
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I threw the last punch too hard  
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After yea
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rs of going steady, well I t
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hought that it was time
 
To th
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row in my hand for a new set of  
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cards
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And I can’t take you dancing  
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out on the  
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weekend
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I figured we’d painted too much of this
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town
 
And I tr
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ied not to look as I walked to my  
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wagon
 
And I  
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knew then I had  
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lost what  
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should have been
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fou
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nd
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I knew then I had  
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lost what  
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should have been  
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found
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And I feel like a bul
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let in the gun of Robert Fo
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rd  
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I’m  
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low as a paid  
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assassin 
 
is
 
You know I’m  
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cold as a
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hired 
 
 
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swor
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d
 
I’m so  
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ashamed can’t we patch  
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it 
 
up
 
You know
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I can’t think straight no m
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ore
 
Yo
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u make me feel like a bullet honey in the
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gun of Robert Ford  
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Ab 

Like a child when his toy’s 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

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