Little Toy Gun - Honeyhoney

I know you sat alone 
So many nights waiting for me. 
Cold, your face like a stone, 
I hang up the phone when we disagree. 
Standing there by my side 
When the fighting is done, 
Glaring at me in the light 
Is my little toy gun. 

Shining in black like shoes on a rack 
With a trigger that´s dressed up in gold. 
It´s always warm inside my home 
But it’s handle is always so cold. 
Whispering into my ear, 
All the lies you spun. 
My single greatest fear 
Is my little toy gun. 

Ooooo ooooo ooooo ooo. 
Ooooo ooooo ooo o. 

Wait for the day when I can save face 
And come to a happy home. 
I know it´s turning me to the count 
Of girl who´d rather be alone. 
Just wait till I get my way 
I promise you it won´t be fun. 
If you feel like you should pray, 
Pray for my little toy gun. 

Ooooo ooooo ooooo ooo. 
Ooooo ooooo ooo o. 

Ooo ooooo ooo oo. 
Ooo ooooo ooo oo.