What's Left behind
Weapons of Choice
What is it that you left behind
my heart in pieces, I did find
nowhere could I find the glue
that would put back together
me and you
Just how cruel could a person be
no more, than how you were to me
I know I should have run away
and kept my love another day
but you tied my hands you tied my feet
so that other women, I could not meet
you put a muzzle on my lips
you took me with you through your trips
All you wanted, now I know
was to keep me from having
a love to show
Your beauty is your weapon of choice
Seduction is what you always use
those soft red lips, are always moist
these are the weapons that you choose