Take my hand,
Lead the way...

Someone take this gun,
Take this knife...

He sits there and wonders,
Will time fly if he goes to her...

I found my gun today
I put it to my head...

This gun is mine,
This gun is yours...

I woke up to a tint of darkness,
Where do i escape...

If i could meet death and he says he loves me,
I would sing to him in praise...

Loving you isnt like me,
Hating you is me...

My breath is shorter
My heart is weaker...

I watched you walk away,
Your words once lifted me in praise...

My last good-bye
Is my end...

You were a true definition of A** hole.
But cant you see...