Gunshots from your
lips
Are like knives that
cut deep
It makes me shatter
Though I think it
doesn’t matter
It haunts me when I
sleep
Before you made me
blush
But now I fall and
crash
Our love was like art
Then we fell apart
Now I’m left with a
stoned heart
It was 12 am
In deep thought I am
Wondering how wrong it
went
We were broken and
bent
From all the times we
spent
Yet we have to let go
Throw away the key
And set our hearts
free
To let each other grow
Into a big tree.
