Weapon
She used her heart as a weapon against me
and shocked what I had left
Where fraud for every moment
was a cost she'd cost for theft
That all the time I knew her
was a compromise been lost
Where the only traitors living
were a love they'd fill for cost
When my life seemed all the worthless
for a God who'd seen me lost
When that everything he'd offered
was a fraud to whom he'd bossed
For an ending meant for losing
now that everyone was tossed
When the love for all the living
was a God we knew had crossed!
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