Gun, Sex & Roses

Lipstick smeared on the ashtray

Leather jacket on my floor

You laugh

You dare me to stay

Then you kick me through the door

Tattoo burning on your shoulder

Matches flaring in your gaze

Every kiss is pulling closer

To the edge of your parade

Gun

Sex

Roses

You aim

I overdose

You pull

It explodes

Red rain on my clothes

Gun

Sex

Roses

You’re poison in a pose

I bleed just to know this

Gun

Sex

Roses

Barroom halo made of smoke

You spit truth like shattered glass

Say you’d rather choke on hope

Than grow old and let it pass

You write curses on my mirror

In your shade of crimson stain

Say I’m yours until you’re bored

Then you load me up again (hey!)

Gun

Sex

Roses

You aim

I overdose

You pull

It explodes

Red rain on my clothes

Gun

Sex

Roses

You’re poison in a pose

I bleed just to know this

Gun

Sex

Roses

You say love is just a trigger

You say hearts are meant to bruise

But your thorns keep digging deeper

And I still crawl back to you (oh)

Gun

Sex

Roses

You aim

I overdose

You pull

It explodes

Red rain on my clothes

Gun

Sex

Roses

You’re poison in a pose

I die just to know this

Gun

Sex

Roses