I Feel Like a Bullet in the Gun of Robert Ford

G/B                      C          Bm/D
Like a corn in a field I cut you down
C/E                                   F9+7
I threw the last punch too hard
         G/B                         E9
After years of going steady, well I thought that it was time
     Am7                             D11
To throw in my hand for a new set of cards
G/B                          Cmaj7      Bm/D
And I can't take you dancing out on the weekend
C/E                                    F9+7
I figured we'd painted too much of this town
        G/B                               E9
And I tried not to look as I walked to my wagon
      Am7             D11        /Eb            Em7 A
And I knew then I had lost what should have been found
Am7               D11       D7               C    G
I knew then I had lost what should have been found

Fm7                  Bb                         Eb       C7
And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford
    Db            Eb
I'm low as a paid assassin is
             Ab       Cm/G   Fm  /Eb
You know I'm cold as a hired sword
       Dm7b5                  Ab/Eb
I'm so ashamed can't we patch it up
        Db                          /C
You know I can't think straight no more
  Bbm7                                     /Eb                    Db     Ab
You make me feel like a bullet honey in the gun of Robert Ford

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