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Locked And Loaded

I’m a country boy, girl

And I don’t usually act this way

But what have you gone and done

To make me hope you’re crying today

What have you forced me to?

Now I got nothing left to say

I’m locked and loaded baby,

So you best get out the way

I’m armed to the hilt

I’ve got lead up till the teeth

Guns cocked on the table

Rhinestone boots with high-riding heels beneath

I got my aviators on, stubbly

I tug at my neckerchief against the dust

Of that love that we destroyed

Now point-scoring replaces where once was trust

You’ve got me to the point where

I just want to see what can **** you off

How did this all get so ugly between us?

Call somebody who cares, enough is enough.

I hope you’re lying awake tonight

I pray that you’re scared to sleep

Because that’s how you made me feel

Leaving me feeling so shallow when I got so deep

I hope you don’t know where you are

I hope you don’t know how far you have to fall

I never want you back again, he can have you

You never saw this coming? It was writing on the wall

Baby, one day you’re gonna realise

It doesn’t matter who was right

Because at the end of it all

Nobody ever wins a fight.

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dan-hinton
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Jun 9, 2012
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