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, I wonder where you were tonight
The shiny black dress with the slit at the thigh
Is it a 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 can 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

I do not come here for the exclusivity
I just come here for the view
And the minuscule 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 would take me from the one I love?
Someone would take me from the one I love?
Someone would take me from the one I love?
Someone would take me from the one I love?

Someone would take me from the one I love?
Someone would take me from the one I love?