I'm Leaving, I'm Done
I'm grabbing my gun...
She's beauty, style, poise and grace,
At least she appears to be...
Inevitably I'm a mess;
with my emotions all strewn about...
Its getting so hard to write,
About problems so cliche...
RAAAWWWRRR
ROOOAAARRRR...
I've never had to beg
For the warmth of a man...
Go outside,
Breathe the air...
Broken beaond repair
Laughing becasuse you think I care...
Sadness is the tears in your eyes
The way it felt to say goodbye...
A tear in my eye
Pain in my heart...
Bustling around the kitchen,
Making food for her family...
It's fun and it's games,
Until the years begin to rearrange...