The Hero Shot - Michael Malarkey

I can only give you what I got

My battered, bruised and broken love

No apologies or regrets

My fingers aren’t crossed no more

Every time I fall into the world

I feel like a mask in the crowd

The smoke keeps curling down

And I don’t think my fingers work no more

I can only give you what I know

My bloody love, my highs and lows

How can I prove I’m not the world

If I don’t even know myself?

From left to right, the hero shot

The gun was hot;

the ice was melting

Back in the clouds and fight the sun, smirking

And I don’t even dance no more

I can only give you what I feel

My two-faced pride, my Achilles heel

Shadowboxing, watching the clock

Behind the curtain, picking up tricks

To entertain the angry mob

While in the bedroom I’m skimming the flood

Trying to sweat the drugs all out

And I don’t want to do it again

No more…

I can only give you what I got

My battered, bruised and foolish love

I don’t even know if it’s enough

But at least I’m not thinking too much

From right to left, the baddie shot

Back to light and sunk in sunrise

I feel the blood fill up my head, swimming

And I don’t want to do it alone…

I hope it’s enough

I give it to you anyway

If you want to stay

I hope it’s enough, but you give it away

Anyway, it makes me want to stay