Upchurch - Jumps The Gun

{chorus}
A couple bullet holes in my heart
Even though i smile like i ain't been shot
Better times riddled in the door of a ford
Wish i would have been warned
The risk of your love will be the death of me
Then i can finally rest in peace
A couple bullet holes never hurt no one
It’s always the one who jumps the gun

{post-chorus}
Who jumps the gun, the one who jumps the gun
But a couple bullet holes never hurt no one

{verse 1}
Lately i've been dancing and dodging the lightning
Two stepping in hail storms that's so deadly icy
Can’t poison the mighty born with veins of ivy
Gatekeeper of country and modern day timing
I'm labled an outlaw, i smile when they say it
I ride my street glide on that nashvegas pavement
I'm yelling at tourists, "get the hell out of my way
You should take your ass home and off the top of aldean's"

{chorus}
A couple bullet holes in my heart
Even though i smile like i ain't been shot
Better times riddled in the door of a ford
Wish i would have been warned
The risk of your love will be the death of me
Then i can finally rest in peace
A couple bullet holes never hurt no one
It's always the one who jumps the gun

{post-chorus}
Who jumps the gun, the one who jumps the gun
But a couple bullet holes never hurt no one

{verse 2}
If i'm underneath some neon, i only want the moon
Put the static in the speakers so it ain't a perfect tune
Crack the windows so we blend in with the fog around the curves
Yeah, i’m country, country baby, all my wounds don’t even hurt
I replace a band-aid with a fist full of dirt
Country came to town for sold out concerts
I could hypnotize the moon and put it in a ladies purse
Then she'd shoot me with a ruger for tryna put her above

{chorus}
A couple bullet holes in my heart
Even though i smile like i ain’t been shot
Better times riddled in the door of a ford
Wish i would have been warned
The risk of your love will be the death of me
Then i can finally rest in peace
A couple bullet holes never hurt no one
It's always the one who jumps the gun

{post-chorus}
Who jumps the gun, the one who jumps the gun
But a couple bullet holes never hurt no one