| Song | So Far From Your Weapon |
| Artist | The Dead Weather |
| Album | Horehound |
| There's a bullet in my pocket burning a hole | |
| You're so far from your weapon and the place you were born | |
| There's a bullet in my pocket burning a hole | |
| You're so far from your weapon and you wanna go home | |
| I try to give you whiskey but it never do work | |
| (I try to give you whiskey, but it never do work) | |
| Suddenly you're begging me to do so much worse | |
| (Suddenly you're begging me to do so much worse) | |
| I knew it from the get go the bullet was cursed | |
| (I knew it from the get go the bullet was cursed) | |
| Ever since I had you every little thing hurts | |
| (Ever since I had you every little thing hurts) | |
| You wanna get up? Let go? | |
| I say no | |
| You wanna get up? Let go? | |
| You dream of seeing fire in them hills | |
| But you better wipe that smile from your lips | |
| Which of us will be the one to go? | |
| (Which of us will be the one to go?) | |
| He who hits the road's the one who lives | |
| (He who hits the road's the one who lives) | |
| You wanna get up? Let go? | |
| I say no | |
| You wanna get up? Let go? | |
| There's a bullet in my pocket burning a hole | |
| It's so far from your weapon and the place you were born | |
| There's a bullet in my pocket burning a hole | |
| You're so far from your weapon and you wanna go home | |
| You wanna get up? Let go? | |
| I say no | |
| You wanna get up? Let go? |
| There' s a bullet in my pocket burning a hole | |
| You' re so far from your weapon and the place you were born | |
| There' s a bullet in my pocket burning a hole | |
| You' re so far from your weapon and you wanna go home | |
| I try to give you whiskey but it never do work | |
| I try to give you whiskey, but it never do work | |
| Suddenly you' re begging me to do so much worse | |
| Suddenly you' re begging me to do so much worse | |
| I knew it from the get go the bullet was cursed | |
| I knew it from the get go the bullet was cursed | |
| Ever since I had you every little thing hurts | |
| Ever since I had you every little thing hurts | |
| You wanna get up? Let go? | |
| I say no | |
| You wanna get up? Let go? | |
| You dream of seeing fire in them hills | |
| But you better wipe that smile from your lips | |
| Which of us will be the one to go? | |
| Which of us will be the one to go? | |
| He who hits the road' s the one who lives | |
| He who hits the road' s the one who lives | |
| You wanna get up? Let go? | |
| I say no | |
| You wanna get up? Let go? | |
| There' s a bullet in my pocket burning a hole | |
| It' s so far from your weapon and the place you were born | |
| There' s a bullet in my pocket burning a hole | |
| You' re so far from your weapon and you wanna go home | |
| You wanna get up? Let go? | |
| I say no | |
| You wanna get up? Let go? |