And when misshapen brass
Cracking bones like they were glass
All out of deference
Did you hold it against me

And when the red lights
Out of control like tornado kites
Were coming my way
Did you hold it against me

And if i asked you to pick up the blade
And do what it took to destroy what we’ve made
Would you hold it against me

And when the uniforms
Crashing in like summer storms
And you left me there
Did you hold it against me

And if i asked you to pick up the gun
And do what we both knew had to be done
Would you hold it against me