Bullet Holes Gregory Alan Isakov

[Verse 1]
Wither and bloom
Like we all do soon enough
Cover me up with your love
Scratches from the branches
We took our chances, sure enough
I am brambles
But I am tangled in your love

[Chorus]
Bullet holes, bullet holes
All patched up and headed home
Bullet holes, bullet holes
All patched up and headed home

[Verse 2]
Silver and gold
Precious stones, so I’m told
Ah, we’re clutching, but there ain’t nothing we can hold

[Chorus]
Bullet holes, bullet holes
All patched up and headed home
Bullet holes, bullet holes
All patched up and headed home