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Sarah Ross

Shotgun

 

Shotgun

(Album: Nervous Breakdown - 2018)


All the damage you did can't be undone
Can't hide no matter how fast you run
Your name is on the bullet in my gun
I got a trigger finger watch out here I come

Just loading my pump
Shotgun got one on the run
This guy got me coming undone
But this guy taught me not to get strung
At first he'll come to work with flowers, necklaces, diamonds, and our
Relationship was higher than towers
Then it went sour
How a country man could two time
Me, it's beyond my belief I'm
Number one, my Benelli gun will show you what I'm talking about
I'm about getting even
Or riding around this very evening
I'm looking around for that heathen well
Either one of them will do
I was ready to say I do
Now I wanna cut them every way but loose
I'm red hot you can see my fumes
Don't light no match, this ain't perfume
I ain't a prophet no this isn't a guess
You're three and a half inches from being laid to rest

All the damage you did can't be undone
Can't hide no matter how fast you run
Your name is on the bullet in my gun
I got a trigger finger watch out here I come

I remember you drinking, getting muddy on the weekends
Everything was funny when deep in that mud, honey
I've been thinking it's gonna get ugly
They say that whiskey talks
If the late night lies was whiskey's fault
I'd shoot Jack, Jim, José, all them bottles lined up down the hall
All that is is an excuse
For men who do what you do
Steal more hearts than Hallmark cards and leave our house and leave them in our yards
I'm in my backyard with a target full of holes
I smile when I take aim, my bead is set on your nose
While that picture of you at the creek catching them catfish explodes
I got my practice in it's time to throw it in my truck and go

I'm getting tired of you messing around
When I see your ass I'm gonna lay you down

All the damage you did can't be undone
Can't hide no matter how fast you run
Your name is on the bullet in my gun
I got a trigger finger watch out here I come

My shotgun, my shotgun, my shotgun, my what
My shotgun, my shotgun, my shotgun, my pump
I'm ready, I'm steady, I'm aiming for you
I'm locked in, loaded
Shoot

All the damage you did can't be undone
Can't hide no matter how fast you run
Your name is on the bullet in my gun
I got a trigger finger watch out here I come

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