Laid a path, only for you to leave
Won my heart, only for you to bleed
I saw blood through your sleeve

Set a trap, watching you fall in
Grabbed a mirror, only to catch you starin’
If love was a sin, i’d be willing

To bring a knife to a gun fight
Bow and arrow, instead of missiles
If the ****** weapon was me
It’ll prove love can be guilty
To break you out yet still keep you alive
Your getaway ride would be a tandem bike
If your alibi was me
It’ll still prove love can be guilty.