Lethal Lips

You loaded the gun that was your mouth.
You pulled the trigger that was your tongue.  
Then you fired the bullets that were your words.  
But did you even consider the exit wound and how bad it would hurt?
The blood slowly poured like grains of sand in an hourglass.  
Until eventually my glass ran out, along with our time.
You made it impossible to get back up after you put me down this last time.  
Who was it that hurt you so bad?
So bad that you turned those beautiful lips into a lethal weapon.