Chiara broken guns

He never knew how much he loved her
she never knew how much she cared
But in the end they were chased away
by the lies that they perfected
He doesn’t know how cold her heart is
she doesn’t know his other side
They can’t comprehend in the end
why they were beaten by the light
But they’re still the ones with the broken guns
Chased til the end by a setting sun
wishing illusions were still their lives
groping the air for a concrete dream
ending a thing with no more seams
dragging their memories far from the eyes of the world
The lies he spun never ceased to in trance her
and stopping now would just fuel the flames
but when she goes his body knows
his shaking hands will never change
And as the curtains close they look back
Thinking about what they would change
The saddest part of it all
They want their poison to remain
But they’re still the ones with the broken guns
Chased til the end by a setting sun
wishing illusions were still their lives
groping the air for a concrete dream
ending a thing with no more seams
dragging their memories far from the eyes of the world
of the world