She's all frustrated
ready to pull the trigger
she leans against the wall
with the gun in her hand
held against her head
Thinking about the past
and everything she's done
thinking about her ex-boyfriends
and all the stress they've caused
Thinking of the promise
she mad
to the only guy she finally trust
Sitting on the floor
with the gun to her head
ready to pull the trigger
She cant stop thinking
about the people she'll never hurt
it keeps running through her head
never really had any true friends
in her family she's the misfit
told she doesn't belong
Thinking of the one she might hurt
keeps her from pulling the trigger
as she drops the gun
gets up and walks away
she's thankful for living another day
She can finally be with the guy that she trust
tell him everything on her mind
whats bothering her
and about last night
She hopes now everything will be alright
hoping to stop thinking of the past
and just to move on
but never to let go
of the good times she once had
Walking away from the gun
never looking back
shuts her door
but keeps on moving forward.
