Killer

Intro:   C#m7   F#   



 
N.C.                             E        
I overheard 'em talkin' as they laid me out 
     N.C.                             
Right there on the table at the factory 
                                    E          
I couldn't wait to see what all the fuss was 'bout 
N.C.                            
My edition, it was limited, apparently 

                                    E 
They took me out back, they said to test me 
                       G#m             
 Didn't really care for whatever they fed me 
                                  E 
All I know is, next thing, I felt empty 

And couldn't hear a thing 
 

 
                  E 
I could'a been a railroad spike 
                   
I could'a been a little kid's bike 
                E 
I could'a been somethin' real nice 
                           
With my white pearls and silver 
                   C#m7     E 
But they gave me a trigger 
                
And made me a killer 
 

 
                  G#m7          F#        
They stuck me on a shelf at some mom and pop's 
                C#m7         F#        
In between some medals from World War II 
                   G#m         F#      
Wasn't twenty-four hours 'fore I got bought 
                     G#m 
And ended up in some safe in some livin' room 

                      G#m     F#         
I was sleepin' when my handle felt that hand 
                     G#m           F#         
I freaked out when I looked up and saw that kid 
                              G#m     F#       
He pulled me out and tried to show me to his friend 
                     G#m           
Oh, I wasn't made to miss, thank God he did 
 

 
                  E 
I could'a been a railroad spike 
                   
I could'a been a little kid's bike 
                E 
I could'a been somethin' real nice 
                           
With my white pearls and silver 
                   C#m     E 
But they gave me a trigger 
                
And made me a killer 
 

 
       E 
Oh, I hated myself and the stories I'd heard 
       G#m             F# 
From a .30-06, swore I must'a been cursed 
          E 
Till the devil broke in with a knife one night 
      G#m7               F# 
And I knew right then it was my time 
 

 
                  E 
I could'a been a railroad spike 
                   
I could'a been a little kid's bike 
                E 
I could'a been somethin' real nice 
                                     F# 
With my white pearls and silver-er-er-er 
                   C#m     E 
But they gave me a trigger 
                
And made me a killer 
 

Outro: 
                   C#m 
Oh, they gave me a trigger 
E 
 And made me a killer