Honeyhoney - Little toy gun

i ^Amknow you sat alone ^Dmso many nights waiting^Em for me. ^Amcold, your face lik^Dme a stone, i hang up t^Emhe phone when we disagree. ^Amstanding there by m^Dmy side when the fighti^Emng is done, ^Amglaring at me in th^Dme light is my little t^Emoy gun. ^Amshining in black li^Dmke shoes on a rack wit^Emh a trigger that’s dressed up in gold. ^Amit’s always warm ^Dminside my home but its^Em handle is always so cold. ^Amwhispering into my ^Dmear, all the lies you ^Emspun. ^Ammy single greatest ^Dmfear is my little toy ^Emgun.

^DmAaaaaa,^AmAaaaaa,^EmAou