Perfect Little Weapon

[Verse 1]
You held the door
Said you liked my stupid shoes
Laughed at all my stories
Like you had nothing to lose
You called me late
Just to say you couldn’t sleep
Made it feel like fate
Like I was something you could keep
[Pre-Chorus]
You wore that smile
Like a borrowed suit
Every word
Cut clean through
[Chorus]
You used me like a perfect little weapon
Pointed at my friend
Pull the trigger of your pride
Cheater
Liar
Calling me your blessing
While you’re paying for a body on the side
You kissed me like you cared for a second
Just enough to keep me blind
You used me like a perfect little weapon
Then left me there
Stuck in the crossfire
[Verse 2]
You said she broke you
Said she tore your heart in half
I held the pieces
Didn’t see you doing math
Every “baby
Trust me”
Was a knife against her name
I was just the story
You could use to shift the blame
[Pre-Chorus]
You changed your face
For every room
But the smell of truth
Still screamed “doom”
[Chorus]
You used me like a perfect little weapon
Pointed at my friend
Pull the trigger of your pride
Cheater
Liar
Calling me your blessing
While you’re paying for a body on the side
You kissed me like you cared for a second
Just enough to keep me blind
You used me like a perfect little weapon
Then left me there
Stuck in the crossfire
[Bridge]
How many girls
Are learning your lines
While you’re buying back
Your empty nights
How many times
Did you rehearse this crime
Did you ever say
Her name and mine
[Chorus]
You used me like a perfect little weapon
Pointed at my friend
Pull the trigger of your pride
Cheater
Liar
Dressing up your wreckage
While you’re paying for a body on the side
You kissed us all
You cursed us all for seconds
But I won’t be your alibi
You used me like a perfect little weapon
Now watch me walk
Watch me walk from your crossfire (hey)

rock, Gritty pop-rock with female vocals, overdriven guitars and punchy live drums. First verse starts restrained with palm-muted riffs and close, intimate vocal; pre-chorus adds bass movement and cymbal swells. Choruses explode with stacked harmonies and a soaring top line, snare hits on every downbeat. Bridge strips to vocal, bass, and toms, then slams back into a final, anthemic chorus with gang-style backing vocals on key phrases., emotional, raw, pop