The Word is a Weapon Lyrics by Small Fools
I was born to burn like a sheaf of briar
When it is my turn, cast me in the fire
Cast me in the fire
Search my sallow skin for a mark to guide you
I can never heal whatever hurts inside you
Whatever hurts inside you
Oh how I threaten
The kill is a question
The word is a weapon
The word is a weapon
Call me what I am
Shout it as I’m dying
Nothing but a woman
Nothing but a woman
Rattle at the gate, drag me through the garden
Find a studded safe to hide your tender heart in
To hide your tender heart in
I am not afraid, we are not pretending
You can seal my fate, but this is not my ending
This is not my ending
Oh how I threaten
The kill is a question
The word is a weapon
The word is a weapon
Call me what I am
Shout it as I’m dying
Nothing but a woman
Nothing but a woman
May you blister in the sun
Shed whatever you have done
Soar above the burning coal
Face the sorrow of the soul
May you soften in the rain
May you know the labor pain
Ring your future like a bell
Seek a story you can tell
Oh how I threaten
The kill is a question
The word is a weapon
The word is a weapon
Call me what I am
Shout it as I’m dying
Nothing but a woman
Nothing but a woman