How the 3 exes connect

by music4pumpkins   Aug 28, 2008


If I put my finger to the trigger
Just like him I wonder who would be there now
Would it be my Ex-girlfriend
Or my ex-boyfriend
I've worked so hard to block my heart
Yet your suicide doing what I dream to
Wakes me up

Why did you?
Did you really have to?
Of all the ways to go
You had to pick mine?
So tell me now from hell
What was it like dying alone?
I'll bring my finger to my trigger
Bullet to my throat and keep it
I'll be dead some day

The pain you brought me
It hurts like she did
It hurts like he still does
All because you couldn't have me
You know, knew I would never believe
I can't believe you've done this to me
Now I'm afraid she will go
Now I'm afraid he will go

Why did you?
Did you really have to?
Of all the ways to go
You had to pick mine?
So tell me now from hell
What was it like dying alone?
I'll bring my finger to my trigger
Bullet to my throat and keep it
I'll be dead some day

You're blood is on my hands
She hates me again
And I can't talk to him
I can't hear your words
I can't hear hers
Mostly I can't hear his
Your blood I will never forget
As my temperature drops
Who will want my frozen heart?

Why did you?
Did you really have to?
Of all the ways to go
You had to pick mine?
So tell me now from hell
What was it like dying alone?
I'll bring my finger to my trigger
Bullet to my throat and keep it
I'll be dead some day
I will pull a trigger
Can you picture?
A deep purple finger
Slowly pulling
Bullet through my throat
My last minutes
For once cold with out
Your coat, her coat and never his
If I live it will be some wild hope

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