The hairs raise on my neck
The ones that my collar had to protect
From the kisses that you placed
Just like the bullets in my back
I seem to be the type
That gets knocked down without a fight
Remember once there was a time
If I had your back you had mine
So don't
Say you've never lied
I know
How the bullet bites
And I would've told you
Don't play with guns
But you had to go and get
Shot, shot by one
Have I handed you the throne
Or in a way just to your ego
You tried to make me burn
But I can't if it showed your throat
And I seem to be the type
That bites the fruit before it's ripe
Didn't know for something good to work
You have to give it time
I won't
Say I've never lied
I know
How the bullet bites
But I could've told you
Don't play with guns
But you had to go and get
Shot, shot by one
If all these bullets were to ricochet
You'd better run 'cause they're heading your way
You'd try so hard to speak
With the lead between your teeth
And you would aim them straight
Back at me
So don't
Say you've never lied
I know
How the bullet bites
And I would've told you
Don't play with guns
But you had to go and get
Shot, shot
But don't
Say you've never lied
I know
How the bullet bites
And I could've told you
Don't play with guns
But you had to go and get
Shot, shot by one
And I would've told you
Don't play with guns
But you had to go and get
Shot, shot by one
Artist: Hank Snow
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