Nic Martin - Gun lyrics

[Verse 1: Drapht] Hey girl, so nice to wake up And see your name come up on my phone Guess we failed at being alone I guess we failed not to talk, talk Like waterboarding type torture Less war, more love, doors boarded up Save our hearts from being torn apart But I feel like Lance's calves after Tour de France Worked so hard for nothin' I cussed you out, that was me adjusting Couldn't meet in London, I was juggling Two jobs and couldn't find freedom from it Long distance over WhatsApp Turned into combat only cause I Wish you'd be here now like you're Rhonda Still why don't you come back? [Pre-Hook: Drapht] But don't, don't throw it all away Girl to find me, girl to find me here I know that ain't a holiday Don't remind me, don't remind me [Hook: Styalz Fuego] Girl you my gun, gun gu—n Take my world apart—art Gun, gun gu—n Make me wanna run [Verse 2: Drapht] Hello 'ello my little l—o—v—e No E.T., yeah no phoning home No making pa**es tryna score Ain't tryna be no Karl Malone I know you ain't no roman Mona Lisa Ain't tryna keep you hanging, no Future planning girl, you gotta go do you You mean too much to me to make you choose And knew that we all lose love But you were my gun, wounding Shooting me through my heart, Stanley Kubrick type art Moved with our eyes wide shut You were my drug but there ain't no Betty Ford clinic And it wasn't pretty living by myself Under your spell kept running through my worlds like Gargamel 'Cause you're my [Hook: Styalz Fuego] Gun, gun gu—n Take my world apart—art Gun, gun gu—n Make me wanna run Gun, gun gu—n Take my world apart—art Gun, gun gu—n Make me wanna run [Verse 3: Drapht] Be strong, don't listen Trey Songz No photos from Rome, no renaissance Stay away from her Instagram man Take that phone out of your damn hand You don't need to read the old messages Don't eat pizza for breakfast You don't need to bring it up again 'cause all your friends like Ben They sick of the break up, either make up Or shut your mouth boy, what you made of Fairy floss boy? Let me tell ya somethin' If you play with old flames like napalm You're gonna get burnt, gonna get hurt If it don't work out again it's worst When you return you learn it ain't meant to be And we both know that ain't me [Pre-Hook: Drapht] But don't, don't throw it all away Girl to find me, girl to find me here I know that ain't a holiday Don't remind me, don't remind me [Hook: Styalz Fuego] Girl you my gun, gun gu—n Take my world apart—art Gun, gun gu—n Make me wanna run Gun, gun gu—n Take my world apart—art Gun, gun gu—n Make me wanna run