Revolver

I held the silence like a loaded prayer

Spun the chamber, dared the air

Your shadow whispered through the smoke

Truth unravelled with every stroke

You said love was a bullet’s grace

But I saw mercy in your face

Now the echo’s all I hear

Ricocheting through the years

Revolver, spinning lies and fate

Pull the trigger, hesitate

Every turn, another scar

Every wound, a falling star

Revolver, dance your deadly art

You aimed for soul, but broke my heart

Glass confessions on the floor

You kissed the flame, begged for more

I wore your guilt like velvet skin

But the chamber always wins

You said love was a bullet’s grace

But I saw mercy in your face

Now the echo’s all I hear

Ricocheting through the years

Revolver, spinning lies and fate

Pull the trigger, hesitate

Every turn, another scar

Every wound, a falling star

Revolver, dance your deadly art

You aimed for soul, but broke my heart

Click—no fire, just the sound

Of promises that let me down

Bang—your truth, a final breath

Love dressed up in sudden death

I traced your name in ash and gold

A vow too fragile to hold

You smiled like thunder in disguise

A storm beneath your lullabies

Revolver, spin me one last time

Let me bleed in rhythm, rhyme

Every turn, a reckoning

Every shot, remembering

Revolver, cold and bittersweet

You were the gun, I was the beat

So I walk away, unarmed, alive

No more rounds, no need to dive

The wheel has stopped, the smoke has cleared

But your ghost still lingers near.