I let you carve your name into my skin with a knife as sharp as your words

But with those same lips you kissed scars onto my flesh

Whispering that it was love

I wanted to believe you

Believe that the misshapen letters cut into me were nothing more than battle wounds

Because don't they say that love is a battlefield

The only problem is that you're the only one with real bullets and I'm stocked with guns that fire

Forgive me and

Please don't go

Your words are an automatic

One light press of the trigger and I am covered in the blackest parts of your soul

And when your fun is over

And I'm bleeding out of my wounds

I'll apologize to you like

I'm sorry that I didn't dodge your shots

Sorry that I didn't ask for you to put the safety on

Sorry that I couldn't, wouldn't, shouldn't even dare to think that I was the victim here

It was my fault you wanted to pull the trigger

Because I triggered you to attack me

My questions about the way you treat me set you off

Like a bomb

And I was the closest in your blast zone

Then you slowly pull grenades from your pockest and say

I don't watn to hurt you

Get away

But the minute I turn to leave

You'll pull those rings and catch me in the cross fire of your insecurities and self-doubt

I'm just a bystander in your civil war

Just another casualty