Show me

by anna   Jun 8, 2008


You say your sorry,
but on your face,
there's no line of worry,
i'll tell you how i feel

Put this gun to my head,
I'll blow away these fragments of my skull
Doesn't matter since I'm already dead,
I bet no one would even notice

That I'm not there next week,
remember me when i gone
Better yet, forget my face, go\d da\mit speak!
show me that you love me,

Save me before i become distressed,
hold my hand instead of pushing me down,
if only we could share one more kiss
fu\ck, dead ill be smiling and safe

please beofe i go just show me
save me, please
im scared now beacuse
i truly know you dont love me,

ill pull this trigger
and give this bullet a bloodly kiss
my love was nothing more than joke
just like my death, it will never me missed

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