G/B
Like a corn in a field I
C
cut you dow
Bm/D
n
C/E
I threw the last punch too hard
F9+7
After yea
G/B
rs of going steady, well I t
E9
hought that it was time
To th
Am7
row in my hand for a new set of
D11
cards
G/B
And I can’t take you dancing
Cmaj7
out on the
Bm/D
weekend
C/E
I figured we’d painted too much of this
F9+7
town
And I tr
G/B
ied not to look as I walked to my
E9
wagon
And I
Am7
knew then I had
D11
lost what
D/Eb
should have been
Em7
fou
A
nd
Am7
I knew then I had
D11
lost what
D7
should have been
C
found
G
Fm7
And I feel like a bul
Bb
let in the gun of Robert Fo
Eb
rd
C7
I’m
Db
low as a paid
Eb
assassin
is
You know I’m
Ab
cold as a
Cm/G
hired
Fm
swor
Eb
d
I’m so
Dm7b5
ashamed can’t we patch
Ab/Eb
it
up
You know
Db
I can’t think straight no m
Db/C
ore
Yo
Bbm7
u make me feel like a bullet honey in the
Bbm7/Eb
gun of Robert Ford
Db
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
