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Elton John - I feel like a bullet
LIKE CORN IN A FIELD I CUT YOU DOWN
I THROW THE LAST PUNCH TOO HARD
AFTER YEARS OF GOING STEADY
WELL I THOUGHT 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 WEID 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 ASSASIN IS
YOU KNOW I´M COLD AS A HIRED SWORD
I´M SO ASHAMED WE CAN´T PATCH IT UP
YOU KNOW I CAN´T THINK STRAIGHT NO MORE
YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE A BULLET HONEY IN THE GUN
IN THE GUN OF ROBERT FORD
LIKE A CHILD WHEN HIS TOYS HAD BEEN STEPPED ON
THAT´S HOW IT ALL SEEMED TO ME
I BURST THE BUBBLE THAT BOTH OF US LIVED IN
AND I´M DAMMNED 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 NAD MINE DON´T CALL NO MORE
HELL I THOUGHT IT WAS BEST BUT NOW I FEEL BRANDED
BREAKING UPS SOMETIMES LIKE BREAKING THE LAW
BREAKING UPS SOMETIMES LIKE BREAKING THE LAW
AND I FEEL LIKE A BULLET IN THE GUN OF ROBERT FORD
I´M LOW AS A PAID ASSASIN IS
YOU KNOW I´M COLD AS A HIRED SWORD
I´M SO ASHAMED WE CAN´T PATCH IT UP
YOU KNOW I CAN´T THINK STRAIGHT NO MORE
YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE A BULLET HONEY IN THE GUN
IN THE GUN OF ROBERT FORD
AND I FEEL LIKE A BULLET IN THE GUN OF ROBERT FORD
I´M LOW AS A PAID ASSASIN IS
YOU KNOW I´M COLD AS A HIRED SWORD
I´M SO ASHAMED WE CAN´T PATCH IT UP
YOU KNOW I CAN´T THINK STRAIGHT NO MORE
YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE A BULLET HONEY IN THE GUN
IN THE GUN OF ROBERT FORD
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