15 March 2013

Sweetness, put your hands up, and put the damn thing down

Or I swear the sound will ring throughout the streets of this old town

Of someone's heart being shattered into tiny little shards.

So put the damn thing down, my love, even though it's so damn hard.

Put the damn thing down, my sweet,

Before you do something you can't take back.

Place your weapon on the table,

Please do not attack.

Bullets pierce through skin, you know,

And through bone, too, they can pass.

But drink can slice in two the soul,

So put down the goddamn glass.

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