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Letra 'I Feel Like A Bullet (In The Gun Of Robert Ford)'

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 had lost what should have been found
I knew then I had 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 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 lawAnd 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 had lost what should have been found
I knew then I had 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 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 lawAnd 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 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 lawLike 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 lawAnd 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