If This is my Last Shot

If this is the last shot I’d have with Cupid,

All I ask for is a shot so timid

Build it up slowly, burn me down sweetly

Let your flames of love caress me tenderly

But if a train wreck is what Cupid has in store

All I ask for is a shot so thorough, right down my core

Build it up quickly, burn me down ferociously

Consume my heart and soul with love endlessly.

If his eyes are the last ones I see

Then to life I’d keep hanging on desperately

I will drown in it, get lost with it

Jump into the abyss where love and pain meet.

If his hands are the last ones I hold

Then I’ll cling to it until I thaw, no more cold

I will grip it tight until I’m saved

Love him, trust him, all through the ends of his days.