An open book
Mine for the reading
At least that's what I thought
While my heart was fast beating
Eyes warm and loving
A smile all too inviting
Caught me hook, line and sinker
I didn't know other fish were biting
You'd say one word
I'd hang on three
I shoulda known
You're just a WMD
Weapon of my destruction
I can't tell what's up or down
It's impossible to breathe
I must be six feet underground
Your silence should've shouted
What your words never expressed
But how could I have doubted
What I thought your heart confessed?
You only gave an inch
Thought I had a mile
I never knew the whole story
Silly me - trusted you all the while
It's kinda funny, really
The joke was on me
I shoulda seen it comin'
You're just a WMD
Weapon of my destruction
I can't tell what's up or down
It's impossible to breathe
I must be six feet underground
As I piece together shrapnel
My heart's stronger than before
You may have won this battle
But I will win the war
In time, you'll come back begging
You're sorry - you love me, miss me
My indifference will consume you
Now I'm your WMD
