Snakes Vs Guns

There's a certainty to chaos
in the wake of distrust
can't expect the bitten
to extend a loving hand,
can't expect the venom
to not cause certain death

You won't ask me my mind
because you've already made up yours
you dug my grave before I could die
and you still embraced something worse

You won't share your wine
despite all the ways
you have asked for mine
I feel like i've heard all the lies
so don't expect anything less
than a final goodbye

Because there's a certainty
here in my own uncertainties
and it's that I'm certainly
doubting my place

So much doubt...

Made me doubt my own love
made me question my own worth
kept me out of your mind
and still expected me
to respect your words

And you may be the Adder
but darling,
I have the barrel
and it's pointing there...
Right between your yellow eyes