It's Not Gold

Love’s a loaded gun, aimed at my chest,
Pull the trigger, baby, you’re the best.
A kiss like cyanide, sweet to the taste,
But your promises just go to waste.
Your petals fell off, a rose turned to dust,
And I’m choking on the ashes of misplaced trust.
 
It’s not gold, it’s just lead,
A bullet in the head when I’m feeling dead.
A heart full of holes where nobody knows,
Sinking in the silence, where the story froze.
 
A silent movie where the actors forgot,
How to love, how to feel, how to give what they’ve got.
Your lines were a lie, your script was a con,
And I’m stuck here replaying where it all went wrong.
A shattered mirror shows my crooked grin,
Reflecting the fool I let you pull in.
 
It’s not gold, it’s just lead,
A bullet in the head when I’m feeling dead.
A heart full of holes where nobody knows,
Sinking in the silence, where the story froze.
 
A silent movie where the actors forgot,
How to love, how to feel, how to give what they’ve got.
Your lines were a lie, your script was a con,
And I’m stuck here replaying where it all went wrong.
A shattered mirror shows my crooked grin,
Reflecting the fool I let you pull in.

It’s not gold, it’s just lead,
A dream turned nightmare in my empty bed.
A heart full of cracks, where love won’t grow,
Just a shadow of a man that the world won’t know.
 
Oh, Cupid’s drunk, stumbling with his bow,
Shooting arrows into places no love should go.
You called it forever, I call it a joke,
A fire that smolders but never spoke.
So I’ll wear my scars like a second skin,
Your poison’s the prize for the shape I’m in.
 
It’s not gold, it’s just lead,
A weight on my chest, a ghost in my head.
A love that decays, a script overplayed,
A requiem for dreams that slowly fade.
 
So here’s to the pain, let’s toast to the tears,
To the wasted days and the empty years.
Love’s a battlefield, but I’ve laid down my arms,
No more roses, no more charms.
It’s not gold, it’s just lead,
And I’m better off now with your memory dead.