Side of a Bullet

Uncle Sam taught him to shoot

Maybe a little too well

Finger on the trigger

Loaded bullet

He hit the stage so full of rage

And let the whole world know it

Six feet away

They heard him say

Oh God

Don't let him pull it

Please God

Don't let him pull it

How could you put us through it

His brother watched you do it

How could you take his life away

How could you be so full of hate

And when I heard you let him die

And made the world all wonder why

I sat at home and on my own

I cried alone

And scratched your name

On the side of a bullet

And in the wake of his mistake

So many lives are broken

Gone forever from a loaded bullet

And no excuse that you could use

Could pull somebody through it

And to this day so many say

God why'd you let him do it

How could you let him do it

How could you put us through it

His brother watched him do it

How could you take his life away

How could you be so full of hate

And when I heard you let him die

And made the world

All wonder why

I sat at home and on my own

And cried alone

I scratched your name

On the side of a bullet

How could you take his life away

How could you be so full of hate

And when I heard you let him die

And made the world

All wonder why

I sat at home and on my own

And cried alone

I scratched your name

On the side of a bullet

On the side of a bullet

On the side of a bullet

On the side of a bullet