From the recordings A Massacre of Valentines and Gun for Hire (Unplugged)
"Although you have no use for me / Your name is still carved on my wrist"
Lyrics
GUN FOR HIRE
©2020 Michael R. J. Roth
Our love was blazoned in the streets
In bold graffiti on the walls
Tougher than the rough concrete
Louder than a wake-up call
Now up on stage with the lights ablaze
You even make the light look dark
With your hand upon that empty space
Gutted by your savage heart
Amid the snakes of a thousand wishes
You turn away from the angel choir
Blowing kisses
Like a gun for hire
When fame drove up in a limo car
You dropped me like a cigarette
You pawned off all your love for art
In the back seat of a private jet
Now up on stage with the lights ablaze
You even make the light look dark
With your hand upon that empty space
Gutted by your savage heart
Amid the snakes of a thousand wishes
You turn away from the angel choir
Blowing kisses
Like a gun for hire
Although you have no use for me
Your name is still carved on my wrist
Your shining face burns in my dreams
It only hurts me when you miss
Now up on stage with the lights ablaze
You even make the light look dark
With your hand upon that empty space
Gutted by your savage heart
Amid the snakes of a thousand wishes
You turn away from the angel choir
Blowing kisses
Like a gun for hire