Fingers

He lit a smoke in the moonlight haze Took her hand in a twisted daze

Whispered softly, but his grip was tight Her cries echo through the hollow night

Hollow words, like bullets fire Promises shattered, left to die

Behind closed doors, where shadows creep Left turned on, in caverns deep

Fingers bend, and hearts go cold Every touch, a story told

Pain and sorrow, laced in gold A broken love, that never grows old

She hides her pain, behind a smile Wearing scars, disguised in style

Haunted eyes, that never lie A broken spirit, reaching for the sky

He's a storm, that never calms Rough hands, and shattered songs

Every fight, a cruel reprise With a love, that's cold as ice