The nights get lonely...the days are long without you
I can't seem to move on
I sit around and smoke my weed
just hoping to ease the pain you've given me
I love you...which you already knew
but that never seemed to matter much to you
you ripped my heart out and stomped on it
after I tried everything to keep you by my side
you've decided that I wasn't enough for you
so here I sit with a joint in my hand
and a gun to my head
as I take my last hit I pull the trigger and I'm dead
