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Clare Maguire

Bullet

I was told that loneliness was like
Spaces between the stars
Well itââ?¬â?¢s empty between these
Starry eyes
I was told a dead man was heavier than a broken heart
Am I dead now?
My heart sure feels heavy

And I try not to feel it
Yeah I try not to feel it
So hard to believe it

I was told that time tiptoes by
Well I can hear his footsteps
Running past me
I was told I had a face
With nothing to fear
Thatââ?¬â?¢s not the first thing
To scare me

And I try not to feel it
Oh I try not to feel it
Itââ?¬â?¢s so hard to believe it
But at the end of it all itââ?¬â?¢s true

You shot this bullet
Through my bones
You shot this bullet
Through my bones

You shot me down
Down down I go
You shot me down
Down down I go

I get up take the phone from my hands
The glass from my lips
The pictures from my fingertips
I stand up I walk round and round
And I donââ?¬â?¢t hear no sound
Only the words that you spoke to me

And I try not to feel it
Oh I try not to feel it
Itââ?¬â?¢s so hard to believe it
But at the end of it all itââ?¬â?¢s true

You shot this bullet
Through my bones
You shot this bullet
Through my bones

You shot me down
Down down I go
You shot me down
Down down I go
You shot me down
Down down I go
You shot me down
Down down I go