Cocked Ready and Loaded.. Guns Befolded
Hiding in the trenches while the grenades exploded
My enemy is a friend of me, rather kinda more
An ex girlfriend of mine, a love hate kind of war
were broken up were over, but why is there fights
why is that Im up till 5am, thinking in the nights
wether I can find a way to be with you, make it true
pay my dues, make up with you, but girl it taken 2
it takes 2, to make it through, you know im not lieng
why you got to make me hurt, im holding back crying
I can never cry, never shed a tear till I die,
but tears are creeping, for every second gone by
I still dont get it, why are we like this, please thrill me
cause the fact we got to do this. id rather you just kill me
you just really hurt me, dirty, you actin like you flirty
trying to kill me, and your so close, so go ahead murder me
Im here packing with my rifles, pistol on my side
make up on my face, with a heart that already died
but im continueing to fight, fight for what I think is right
But I know when its done, she'll emerge victiorious in night
cause I hurt too badly, im limping as I write this
This pain is over-bearing but I promise I will fight this
so as she fires her bullets at my head, Ill go down swiftly
knowing while Im gone and dead, i promise shell never miss me
It hurts having to do this, it hurts having to be dispersed
Knowing that the love of my life, the one I put first
is gone out my life, here left dead and alone
my body burried by the sand and pain, in this warzone
