Bullet Points
By Indi Riverflow | May 30, 2014
As serious as cyanide
Circles of self-justified
Splitting hairs till they won’t divide
I’m not tryin’ to sound too snide
But what you’ve denied wasn’t even implied
Your points strike me a little hollow
As I’m sure you already know
An awful lot of lead to swallow
Your shots are aiming low
And somehow I can’t quite follow
Where exactly you expect this to go
{Chorus}
Showed up for a showdown
Armed to the eyeballs
Waging your one-man war
But I sure ain’t the Sheriff
You should be gunnin’ for
No, I ain’t the Sheriff
You should be gunnin’ for
I see you brought both big guns
Double-barreled jargon
Plenty of loaded questions
And explosive ammunition
But I didn’t come to duel at dawn
The hour is early and day is young
Since we’re both being candid
And sparring backhanded
I really think the ego has landed
Your senses have left you stranded
But my hands are up as you commanded
And I’ve been duly reprimanded
With your leave, I’ll take my exit
Truth is yet the moving target
No golden hammers or silver bullets
Are really gonna be able to nail it
There’s phantoms in our blankets
And elephants in the closet
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