Point, Aim, and Fire

by LostLikeTearsInRain   Jan 2, 2009


I'm tired of these games
You always like to play
You're shattering my heart
Then convincing me it's okay

I fall for your dirty tricks
Your cruel acts compassion
I make you bored you say
As I go out with last week's fashion

Why do I love you so?
When I no longer wish to cry
I don't want to live this way
But I cannot simply die

I lack the courage and the strength
To pull the cold hard trigger
The skill and desperation
To tie the noose into figure

A girl has stolen my heart
A girl has stolen my soul
Why should this girl not be the one
To cast my final role

Go ahead my dear
Hold the gun to my face
Just point, aim, and fire
Release me from this place

You at least owe me that
You know it to be true
And as my last breath draws near
Watch my lips mouth "I love you"

Sweet thoughts do plague me
From the depths of my tainted heart
But never can I forget you
Never can we be apart

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