Like corn in a field I cut you down. I threw the last punch too hard Af ter years of go ing stea dy, well I thought that it was time. To throw my hand in for a new set of cards And I cant take you danc ing out on the week end. I fig ured we'd paint ed too much of this town And I tried not to look as I walked to my wa gon. 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 bul let in the gun of Rob ert Ford I'm low as a paid as sas in is, you know I'm cold as a hi red sword I'm so a shamed, can't we patch it up. You know I can't think straight no more You make me feel like a bul let, hon ey in the gun. In the gun of Rob ert Ford Like a child when his toys have been stepped on. That's how it all seemed to me I burst the bub ble that both of us lived in. And I'm damned if I'll ev er get rid ot his guilt that I feel And if looks could kill then I'd be a dead man. Yer friends and mine don't call no more Hell I thought it was best but now I feel bran ded. Break ing up's some times like break ing the law Break ing up's some times like break ing the law And I feel like a bul let in the gun of Rob ert Ford I'm low as a paid as sas in is, you know I'm cold as a hi red sword I'm so a shamed, can't we patch it up. You know I can't think straight no more You make me feel like a bul let, hon ey in the gun. In the gun of Rob ert Ford And I feel like a bul let in the gun of Rob ert Ford I'm low as a paid as sas in is, you know I'm cold as a hi red sword I'm so a shamed, can't we patch it up. You know I can't think straight no more You make me feel like a bul let, hon ey in the gun. In the gun of Rob ert Ford