Guns

A modest glance
From someone I love
Can cut me up
Can strip me to my bones
I am a man and I can take my lumps
But I get caught up
Sometimes I get caught
Take the guns from my hips
Let them loose
I need to know

A siren's call I long to hear
I seek them out
I jump right in your mouth
Without the fire
Without the pain
I just can't seem to keep myself engaged.
Take the guns from my hips
Let them loose
I need to know

Like a shipwrecked sailor
Like a cowboy in the street
I'm sick of leaving
And I long for retreat
Stand there and draw
Or sing to me
I'm ready and I'm willing
I dread but I seek

I talk a big game
Like I know it all
But lets be honest
I'm not ready for a fall
Reaching out
As open as I dare
I look for your heart and I try to understand
Take the guns from my hips
Let them loose
I need to know



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Mcdaniel
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