Her boots were made for walking and her gun was loaded...

Casual love and soulmates don't mix...

my head is heavy

with all the things that i feel

my heart is my chest

pretends you weren’t real

As I sat on the curb

And watched you walk away

I gave you my heart

and you stomped it with boots

and slick as the ice on your heart

do you remember

the promise you made

when I held you close

And your heart in my teeth

soft and silent

watching the ceiling

I gave up those days

I gave up that love

and traded it in

I had to give up

because the ice wouldn’t melt

and your heart stayed frozen

in it’s block of ice

till the day you took your piece of my heart

till the day you walked away

you thought I didn’t see

that you looked back at me

after you got to the corner

you stole a glance

as I sat in my gutter

and you felt your love for me

and felt that it was just too much to hold in

the day you took my gun

and painted the walls

with your blood