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You're smoke and guns
You think I'm sick of it
I wouldn't have it any other way

You're too much fun
Think I can't handle it
Left with no words and yet so much to say

Now in my darkest hour
And not my brightest day
I'm always calling you and telling you
I should not say

I'm melting in your hands
Go on make your demands
You've got me slipping through your fingers
Like I'm made of sand

When we hit the lights
You're fading out of sight
I feel your heart beat
Wrap yourself around me

Is it all for show
Because I'm good to go
So go ahead I'll take it all

You're smoke and guns
You think I'm sick of it
I wouldn't have it any other way

You're too much fun
Think I can't handle it
Left with no words and yet so much to say

You wanted from me
Some honesty
So honestly
I wanna feel you breathe

You're smoke and guns
You think I'm sick of it
I wouldn't have it any other way

Now as your lipstick smears
By light of chandelier
I taste the tension
And I'm begging don't you disappear

Not in my rightest mind
You tell me that's just fine
Oh what an evening
Now you're leaving
With my hands still tied

Between your finger tips
And running down your lips
You got me up against a wall

Is it all for show
Because I'm good to go
Well either way I'll take it all

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