Bulletproof - Amanda Shires

Tiger Bill gave me a tiger claw from a real Siberian tiger’s paw

He said, «This'll make you bulletproof»

So I got this tiger claw from a real Siberian tiger paw

In my pocket

And I’m thinkin' now: what if I really could be bulletproof?

Would bulletproof include bows and arrows, hatchets and hammers,

bandoliers full of ammo

Anything from hacksaws to hand grenades

We could set me up in my granddad’s pasture and have ourselves a live target

practice

Try out the throwing stars, bring out the switchblades

And maybe folks would line up, show up armed

Excited for a person to try their weapons out on

And we could charge money

We could charge a whole lot of money

It’s got me thinkin' now: what if I really could be bulletproof?

It’s got me thinkin' now: could I really somehow be bulletproof?

Against you shotgunnin' across my mind, you know I’ve taken you back too many

times

Could I be armored against you too

Against all the ways that words cut through, against promises breaking into

open wounds

And the resulting scars

It’s got me thinkin' now: what if I really could be bulletproof?

It’s got me thinkin' now: could I really somehow be bulletproof?

It’s got me thinkin' now: what if I really could be bulletproof?

It’s got me thinkin' now: could I really somehow be bulletproof?

It’s got me thinkin' now: what if I really was bulletproof?

It’s got me thinkin' now: could I really somehow be bulletproof?