Bodyguard
Cracking your knuckles to fend off the flame
His arm in a spiral
His hand on your neck
Your mouth, the wound, choked up with no blood
Your body a burden vulnerable to the heat of the sun
Melting and mumbling
Lungs collapsed in the back of your throat
You're screaming my name but I can't a word that you're saying
I'll be your bodyguard
You'll be my angel
Your heart in my hands
Your blood in my veins
Oh, you're barely awake
Walking away with hands full of salt
The name of a star carved into your arm
Breaking my back to be one with the anguish
Your eyes carry like wrecking balls
Smashing your tear ducts with every blink
Your baby teeth in the kitchen sink
Tongue tied to your inner cheek
Mind miles from mirage and hours from home
I'll be your bodyguard
You'll be my angel
Your heart in my hands
Your blood in my veins
Oh, pale, brazening face
Body displayed
Hung on the wall
Dragging a corpse through the parking lot
I'll never carry a gun in my pocket
A sword in my side
Or a knife in my back
Cause' I'm bulletproof but you've been a target since birth
A work of art vandalized by a saint
I'll be your bodyguard
I'll be your bodyguard
I'll be your bodyguard
You'll be my angel
Your heart in my hands
Your blood on my face
In my mouth
In my brain
Watching the blue in your lips fade away
His arm in a spiral
His hand on your neck
Your mouth, the wound, choked up with no blood
Your body a burden vulnerable to the heat of the sun
Melting and mumbling
Lungs collapsed in the back of your throat
You're screaming my name but I can't a word that you're saying
I'll be your bodyguard
You'll be my angel
Your heart in my hands
Your blood in my veins
Oh, you're barely awake
Walking away with hands full of salt
The name of a star carved into your arm
Breaking my back to be one with the anguish
Your eyes carry like wrecking balls
Smashing your tear ducts with every blink
Your baby teeth in the kitchen sink
Tongue tied to your inner cheek
Mind miles from mirage and hours from home
I'll be your bodyguard
You'll be my angel
Your heart in my hands
Your blood in my veins
Oh, pale, brazening face
Body displayed
Hung on the wall
Dragging a corpse through the parking lot
I'll never carry a gun in my pocket
A sword in my side
Or a knife in my back
Cause' I'm bulletproof but you've been a target since birth
A work of art vandalized by a saint
I'll be your bodyguard
I'll be your bodyguard
I'll be your bodyguard
You'll be my angel
Your heart in my hands
Your blood on my face
In my mouth
In my brain
Watching the blue in your lips fade away
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Writer(s): Trenton Houck
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