Knives Cowboy Junkies

Knives have been drawn, blades thirsty and keen
Honed on the whetstone of anger and spleen
Knives have been drawn
Knives have been drawn

Trading her jewelry and a length of her hair
Wondering what happened to civility here
What I fear is pain and too much loss
What I hope will be too high a cost
Now I'm seeing that love in her eyes
She does not yet know hope is fear in disguise
Knives have been drawn
Knives have been drawn

Keep me harmless, keep me alonе
Keep me lamenting all that is gone
Shunnеd and sullen, injured and burned
He tends his wounds, he waits his turn
Knives have been drawn
Knives have been drawn

What I fear is pain and too much loss
What I hope will be too high a cost
Now I'm seeing that doubt in her eyes
She just now learnt that hope is fear in disguise
Knives have been drawn
Knives have been drawn