The Gunshot

Who would have thought suicide would be so hard to do
that this life of hell i have endured.. i must get through
a single gun shot could have ended it all
and i would have went down with a fall
but you pulled the gun away
you told me i needed to stay
the gun went off, it was silent and shocking
you fell and the clock kept tick-tocking

the ambulance sound, the neighbors crowd,
what just happened, the gun drops,
sirens, screaming, yelling, oh my god call the cops
sitting next to you, you laying there on the ground
under your hand.. blood i have found
i begin to cry, please don't die
i meant to aim for me
i hid behind the tree
put the gun to my head
no one would find me till i was dead
but you came a minute too soon
now im stuck here in this room

alone, lost, my life of freedom i have cost
the rest of my time spent in this doom
listen to the gun fire, the white flash before your eyes
behind the mask, of my disguise
you knew the real me, suicidal
yet you cheated, you knew that death.. was my idol

they take you away
your parents came.. with no delay
the sirens screaming were loud
and there I am standing in dead center of a crowd
I tried to see you, "go away" they said
Never did I realize you would be lying there dead