Hurts Like Bullets

It’s like I’m always on the wrong side
Always struggling to beat the tide
I really thought that I had right
Pre-chorus:
A tendency to loose myself
Always gets me cold
I guess that I should know by now
The glitter isn’t gold
Oh
It hurts like bullets
I can’t breathe
When I’m six feet under
Oh
I need you to know
I didn’t want to let you go
But we’re out of ammo
Do you remember all those empty promises
I say this and you say that
And now you’re walking out that door
Pre-chorus:
All the trust you built is gone
All the years it takes to get back
It really shows, you gotta watch your step
The glitter isn’t gold
Oh
It hurts like bullets
I can’t breathe
When I’m six feet under
Oh
I need you to know
I didn’t want to let you go
But we’re out of ammo
Brigde:
Whoa whoa
I just wanted to let you know
Oh
It hurts like bullets
I can’t breathe
When I’m six feet under
Oh
I need you to know
I didn’t want to let you go
But we’re out of ammo