Sugarcane Sword

Hush my love
You’re bleeding words
Now I’m washing them off the floor

The white flag
Of surrender
Is torn to bandage up the gore

Chorus:
It’s a cold, cold war
That lovers all endure
But I know this can’t be
What we were made for

I’ll be the sheath
To your dagger
Count the scars to keep the score

I’ll be your bow
My sweet arrow
Your sharp wit knows just how to hurt

(Chorus)

There’s no cheek
I haven’t turned
And no bridge left I haven’t burned

Silence has
Drowned out the roar
So don’t play drums upon my door

(Chorus)

I’ve lived and died
By cupid’s sugarcane sword
Now in another’s arms I’ll be reborn