This song is about the power we can have over each other when we're in love. It's about losing your control way too quickly, and about not being able to face the consequences of your actions. This song was written in January of 2016, referencing some notes from a really long time ago.
lyrics
Finger on the trigger of a loaded gun, you could have the world wondering what I'd done, and you could have the power over everyone but couldn't face the pressure of the damages done. So, you're gonna have to face up to your greatest mistakes, and you're gonna have to change the fate you couldn't escape, so shed a tiny tear for the long road ahead, cuz you're gonna be the one that I'm choosing instead. You point your finger, but there's no one around. You're the fucking stranger in this sad ghost town. Pernicious disposition marks your charge for the day, but there's no one here to hear you and there's nothing to say. So, pack up your bags and get this show on the road. Nobody likes you, and you're getting too old. Her kisses taste like gin and absolution, a catatonic staring at the floor. But where's my fucking stay of execution? That's the kind of thing I've seen before. She's seeking less, but wanting more. Her kisses taste like gin and absolution, a catatonic staring at the floor. What's the point in seeking your contrition? I guess the truth was enough to send you walking on out the door.