you said
i hope you don't mind
i helped myself to the dynamite
i found out in the barn

then the day you dropped the bomb
a canon ball shot through my heart
and i knew the war was won
before i was aware
it'd been declared

yet
i've been taking bullets
for you
for years now
but i've been lying low
so
nothing would get you down

still
you send me to bed
with a bullseye on my back
and ask me why
i'm sleeping belly up

oh love
we've been
walking on eggshells
(more like a
minefield)
if i may say so myself