The Turncoat

The fighter, the lover, the liar
Remind me which is my disguise
I fight in uncomfortable attire
And spend all my nights lying with and to the wrong guys
Oh this life switching sides with only seconds to spare
Well, see if I care
The truth is, I don't care at all

But if that's true, then why are you still alive?
A heart is just muscle, ventricles, and valves
And love is only metaphors and well intentioned lies
It's no surprise
I've never fallen for anyone
And I won't start falling now

Turncoats keep turning
Just cogs in a bloody machine
I can't let you leave with your life
My heart captured is now feared deceased
Catch and release my affection and attention
In an onslaught of incoming fire
God damn your desire
When the mission is the only thing that matters

Most times when I smile for a target
I'd rather be breaking his nose
I'm deadly with a butterfly knife
But I more often hide it while not wearing very much clothes
No one can resist me, at least none of those left alive
A plan gone awry
I hate that you're making this hard

I've never been on a date that I hadn't been assigned
And my interest in small talk ranges from little to none
Oh oh, you seem nice, maybe a little bit slow but not unkind
You're going in blind my love
You're too quick to trust
You boys should just stick to your guns

Turncoats keep turning
Just cogs in a bloody machine
I can't let you leave with your life
My heart captured is now feared deceased
Catch and release, for affection is affliction
In an onslaught of incoming fire
God damn your desire
When the mission is the only thing that matters