Your Body Is a Weapon

Sometimes I like to go uptown

Where flashy people flash around

It's extortionate and I don't care

You can taste the pretence in the air

And I wonder what you'll wear tonight

The shiny black dress with the slit at the thigh

Is it such fantasy that I should think

Someone like you could love a creep like me

Your body is a weapon, love

And it makes me wanna cry

My body is a temple of doom

Doomed not to be by your side

I like my job when I do it well

It's freelance work and it pays like hell

But I could get us a place with one bedroom

Who needs a friend when I've got you?

Your body is a weapon, love

And it makes me wanna cry

My body is a temple of doom

Doomed not to be by your side

And I don't come here for the exclusivity

I just come here for the view

And the miniscule chance of some close proximity

Or an awkward conversation with you

Yeah, that'd be cool

Your body is a weapon, love

And it rips me up inside

My body is a temple of doom

Doomed not to be, doomed not to be

By your side

Someone protect me from the one I love

Someone protect me from the one I love

Someone protect me from the one I love

Someone protect me from the one I, one I love

Someone protect me from the one I love

Someone protect me from the one I love

Someone protect me from the one I love

Someone protect me from the one I, one I love

Someone protect me from the one I love

Someone protect me from the one I love

From the one I, one I love