I Feel Like a Bullet

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Like a corn in a field I cut you 
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down
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I threw the last punch too hard
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After years of goin' steady, well I
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 thought that it was time
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To throw in my hand for a new set 
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of cards
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And I can't take you dancin' out 
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on the weekend
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I figured we'd painted too much of 
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this town
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And I tried not to look as I walked
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 to my wagon
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And I knew then I had lost what 
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should have been fou-nd
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I knew then I had lost what should
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 have been found
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And I feel like a bullet in the 
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gun of Robert Ford
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I'm low as a paid assassin is
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You know I'm cold as a hired sword
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I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up
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You know I can't think straight no 
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Bb7                           
You make me feel like a bullet, 
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honey, in the gun
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In the gun of Robert Ford
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Like a child when his toys have 
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been stepped on
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That's how it all seemed to me
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I burst the bubble that both of us 
lived in
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And I'm damned if I'll ever get rid
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 of this guilt that I feel
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And if looks could kill then I'd 
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be a dead man
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Your friends and mine don't call 
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no more
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Hell, I thought it was best but 
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now I feel branded
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Breaking up is sometimes like 
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breakin' the law
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Breaking up is sometimes like 
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breakin' the law

Fm                Bb7            
And I feel like a bullet in the 
      Eb     C
gun of Robert Ford
    C#                D#
I'm low as a paid assassin is
             G#        D#/G    Fm
You know I'm cold as a hired sword
         Bº                       G#
I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up
           C#
You know I can't think straight no 
more
Bb7                           
You make me feel like a bullet, 
                C#/D#
honey, in the gun
                     C#/G#  G#
In the gun of Robert Ford

Fm                Bb7            
And I feel like a bullet in the 
      Eb     C
gun of Robert Ford
    C#                Eb7
I'm low as a paid assassin is
             G#        D#/G    Fm
You know I'm cold as a hired sword
         Bº                       G#
I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up
           C#
You know I can't think straight no 
more
Bb7                           
You make me feel like a bullet, 
                C#/D#
honey, in the gun
                     C#/G#  
In the gun of Robert Ford
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