Love is a Weapon
Love is a weapon, placed within your hands…
I trusted you, now every night I relive those plans…
You fired the shot from closest range,
Left the pieces of my trust scattered, strange.
Every memory, bright moments we knew,
Returns as pain when I’m awake, thinking of you.
Every laugh we shared, every fleeting smile,
Now reflects back at me across the miles.
I just stand still, and you walk away,
Yet my heart remembers you, come what may.
Love is a weapon that I gave into your hands,
I trusted you and you turned it against me.
Now there's an empty space in my head that you fill,
Every damn night again, again...
Sunlight hides where the shadows grin,
The bullet in your hand tore me from within.
Words you never spoke, still scorch my mind,
In the silent dark, your echoes I find.
Every touch a memory, every smile a chain,
I still love you, even through the pain.
The distance, the absence, all belongs to you,
But my heart still beats, scattered on the ground in shards of blue.
Love is a weapon that I gave into your hands,
I trusted you and you turned it against me.
Now there's an empty space in my head that you fill,
Every damn night again, again...
And if one day you returned,
The world wouldn’t feel the same.
I want to remember only the good,
Not the pain that carried your name.
Love is a weapon…
In your hands…
And I still savor the ache…
Love is a weapon…
In your hands…
And I still savor the ache…