Waiting

Sitting on the ground
waiting for your call.
Waiting on the call
to save me.

Taking my last breath
sitting by the phone.
By the time you call
I will not be home.

I put the gun to
my head.The clock
strikes midnight
This is our last fight.

Look at what you've
done to me.I was waiting
on the words,The words
you never said.

You left me here,here on the
floor.You knew my secret
I was rotten to the core.

You were my last hope,
but being with you i
realized my life was a joke.

My tears flow free
now I'm done,Your just
as proud as you can be.