lieing in my bed so cold,
wishing you would melt away
silver revolver in my hand
you drop to your knees and pray
pray for my forgiveness
of all the hurtful things
your praying will now work
I sit up on my knees
revolver in my hand
I call your name,
point and shoot
my body numb,
my eyes black stare
a smile on my face
theirs your forgiveness
and heres mine
revolver in hand
point and shoot,
revolver falls red |