I Was a Gun Songtext
von The Roseline

I hate to say it but I′ll likely never change
A head of ironwood
You thought that maybe you could mold me into something
Beyond boyhood
I'm a joke, a gas, with no slant rhyme or reason
Can′t even hold a job down for more than a season


I was a gun
You were a flower
I was poorly gettin' paid by the hour
I was a wrecking ball and downright dour
You were the only one that saw any good
I was plum
Unpleasant and sour
I wasn't ripe but your patience was power
You let me sweeten up and then you devoured
You were the only one that saw any good
That saw any good

It′s hard to say it but the children that we made
Are all that saved me
Now I awake and there′s promise in the day
Our blue-eyed babies
As for us, a shrug and a love in disrepair
Have we given up? Regardless I promise I'll be there


I was a gun
You were a flower
I was poorly gettin′ paid by the hour
I was a wrecking ball and downright dour
You were the only one that saw any good
I was plum
Unpleasant and sour
I wasn't ripe but your patience was power
You let me sweeten up and then you devoured
You were the only one that saw any good
That saw any good