My Weapon

The time has come, to reach a new realization 'tween me and you, time to clear the rumors, sensations, and things that just are
untrue.Well I thought I heard you behind me, with a knife stright for my back.It's quite clear that I'm back in the swing of living,
although I might not be on the right track.Oh, thought I might drown but its hard to be givin'. Downtown's wheres you'll find me, do
some and got a hand. Although I never listen girl, I damn well understand. And you think, I'm so damn feeble. I can't see through
your lies, you'r just a crock of shit, with a pretty smile, and I refuse to compromise. Oh, don't give me such a heavy, heavy, heavy
load. You may hold some vision of truth, if truth can found in a lie. Maybe some grain of inspiration, for song thats deep inside. Oh,
tears running down your face, just screaming look me in the eye. Well I'm looking straight at your twisted face, and it's enough to
make me cry.Oh, I payed the price of loving you, in more ways than one. Wrapped around your finger, but I think my time has
come,but I never can be too sure, cuz I like to have a little fun.Oh, what fun it would be to blow my mind and fall into the sun. A
mind is a precious thing to taste.