Joan of Arc

I feel numb some, in a costume on a cloudy night.
Does it seem like everyone is looking for a fight?
I feel like Joan of Arc, more light than in the dark.
I said, «Even if we fall, don’t regret it all.
We will go down undivided!»
All is gone. Lost, withdrawn.
All lips armed. You’ve been warned.
Shock and awe! Lips disarmed.
You’ve been harmed.
Love is scorned.
Bait and bleed it.
Don’t retreat if I turn and attack.
Another sundown to a pitch black.
Give me my heart back.
I feel like Joan of Arc, more light than in the dark.
I said, «Even if we fall, don’t regret it all, we will go down undivided!»
All is gone.
Lost, withdrawn. All lips armed.
You’ve been warned.
Shock and awe! Lips disarmed.
You’ve been harmed. Love is scorned.