The Gun Songtext
von Isabelle Stillman
The Gun Songtext
You took the car
Left the dishes on the counter and your drink on the bar
You skipped this town
With my money in your pocket and your windows down
And now all I see is how easily you played with me
But it′s on me too
Cuz I gave you the ammunition to inflict your wound
You drank my wine but I kept pouring
Won the games I let you score in
Filled that tank with dollar bills that I had lent to you
My blood was spilled by my desire
Cuz I walked into your line of fire
And you took your shot with a bullet that I'd loaded for you
But now that what′s done is done
But you're the one holding the gun
You used me up
Took the candles from the table, emptied every cup
Guess I was wrong
Thinking if I gave my heart you'd never treat it wrong
Cuz now all I see is how carelessly you treated me
So put down your gloves
It ain′t my fault that all I wanted was to give you love
You drank my wine but I kept pouring
Won the games I let you score in
Filled that tank with dollar bills that I had lent to you
My blood was spilled by my desire
Cuz I walked into your line of fire
And you took your shot with a bullet that I′d loaded for you
But now that what's done is done
But you′re the one holding the gun
I give it all, I gave it all, gave everything I got
You took me in, you drained me out, you tied me in your knot
It ain't fair, to say I share, in all the blame we′ve got
Cuz no one asks, no one asks, no one asks - to be shot
You drank my wine but I kept pouring
Won the games I let you score in
Filled that tank with dollar bills that I had lent to you
My blood was spilled by my desire
Cuz I walked into your line of fire
And you took your shot with a bullet that I'd loaded for you
But now that what′s done is done
But you're the one holding the gun
Left the dishes on the counter and your drink on the bar
You skipped this town
With my money in your pocket and your windows down
And now all I see is how easily you played with me
But it′s on me too
Cuz I gave you the ammunition to inflict your wound
You drank my wine but I kept pouring
Won the games I let you score in
Filled that tank with dollar bills that I had lent to you
My blood was spilled by my desire
Cuz I walked into your line of fire
And you took your shot with a bullet that I'd loaded for you
But now that what′s done is done
But you're the one holding the gun
You used me up
Took the candles from the table, emptied every cup
Guess I was wrong
Thinking if I gave my heart you'd never treat it wrong
Cuz now all I see is how carelessly you treated me
So put down your gloves
It ain′t my fault that all I wanted was to give you love
You drank my wine but I kept pouring
Won the games I let you score in
Filled that tank with dollar bills that I had lent to you
My blood was spilled by my desire
Cuz I walked into your line of fire
And you took your shot with a bullet that I′d loaded for you
But now that what's done is done
But you′re the one holding the gun
I give it all, I gave it all, gave everything I got
You took me in, you drained me out, you tied me in your knot
It ain't fair, to say I share, in all the blame we′ve got
Cuz no one asks, no one asks, no one asks - to be shot
You drank my wine but I kept pouring
Won the games I let you score in
Filled that tank with dollar bills that I had lent to you
My blood was spilled by my desire
Cuz I walked into your line of fire
And you took your shot with a bullet that I'd loaded for you
But now that what′s done is done
But you're the one holding the gun
Writer(s): Isabelle Stillman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com