Carrie Underwood - The Bullet lyrics

Line of limousines leaving one by one The prayers been prayed The hands been sung Black mascara has already run But the tears keep flowing You can blame it on hate or blame it on guns, but mamas ain't supposed to bury their sons Left a hole in her heart and it still ain't done The bullet keeps on goin' Through every branch of his family tree Every birthday that he'll never see Every chance to live a good life that was stolen Through the son he'll never get to raise His daughter on her wedding day Wishin' it was his hands she was holdin' 'Till every heart that's left to break is broken The bullet keeps on goin' The gra** grows back around the stone And friends stop checkin' in on the phone The camera crews have all moved on But the wound's still open The bullet keeps on goin' Through every branch of his family tree Every birthday that he'll never see Every chance to live a good life that was stolen Through the son he'll never get to raise His daughter on her wedding day Wishin' it was his hands she was holdin' 'Till every heart that's left to break is broken The bullet keeps on goin' Oh, whoa Line of limousines leaving one by one The prayers been prayed The hands been sung Oh, mamas ain't supposed to bury their sons The bullet keeps on goin' [Partial Chorus] Through the son he'll never get to raise His daughter on her wedding day Wishin' it was his hands she was holdin' 'Till every heart that's left to break is broken The bullet keeps on goin' The bullet keeps on goin'