But thats the price you pay for having a silver tongue

She's getting sick
of the darkness
and the sleepless nights
and how he complains
that she doesn't sleep enough
and she's never had a first love
before, so she's new to this.
And all the words might
as well be explosive bullets
and his mouth a semi automatic rifle
with no safety so
he misfires
and hits her in
the chest, and
everything kind of
evaporates into silence
isn't this the mess
two lovers make
a game of irish roulette,
in the way
that theres no revolver
and it's just a shot gun
pointed to the roof of her mouth
but this time it's just his tongue
and she said
on the first day
bullets and guns and messes
are worth the wait
for the day
that they get away
but now,
she wears
full riot gear
in his presence.