Letra You can't fake what you can't feel An Old Fashioned Gunfight

You can't fake what you can't feel

we collapsed as fast as your lung
as i put a bullet through your chest
as you look down the barrel of my gun
you're wondering where i'll aim next

well maybe i'll aim for your beautiful eyes
or maybe that mouth, that told all of those lies

(chorus)
well can you see the smile on my face
or is my gun in the way?
well i can't let it down, dear
like you did me everyday

did you think i wouldn't find out?
did you you think the truth wouldn't be told?
well you can't get away with murder
but you can come pretty close

well i pretended not to hear
as you're begging for your life
and as you're screaming in fear
i just look outside

maybe we can talk about this beautiful day
or how that shade of red matches your face

(chorus)

i've got one last bullet
i'll make sure that it counts
i don't know you think you're fooling
if you thought you could get out

well maybe i jumped off the handle
thinking i could do this
so put that perfect barrel
between those perfect lips

and you know it...
and you know it...
and you know it fits so well(x 2)

it fits, oh well.