It seems like it's been forever now that you've been gone
everything doesn't feel right, I feel like I'm all alone.
People say to go outside and conquer those falling tears,
but I'd rather stay inside and keep to my pain and fears.
I truly thought we made it, I really thought we won,
I never stopped to realize you were serious about the gun.
You said that you'd be OK and come by later tomorrow,
but no I'm standing by your casket, filed with hate and sorrow.
You said that they'd be sorry for all that they put you through,
and now we are all suffering and do what we must do.
So I'm getting up with teary eyes and headed for the door,
now I'm going to say good-bye and see what life has in store.
