Lastly...
You tell me we're through
In front of your crew
Hoping to get a reaction
In revenge for your contraction.
I look away from you
Whispering that it can't be true.
You and your friends mock me
I want nothing more than to flee.
Then you have the audacity
To ask to remain friends with me.
I shake my hand and draw my gun
My turn to laugh as your friends all run.
Now you're all alone, how does it feel?
Your mind must surely start to reel.
Going over the events of your life
Seeing your joys, sorrows, pain and strife.
You don't want me? That is fine.
I must then kill you and make you mine.
Together we'll be immortalized
The whole world will sympathize
Hold your breath as the bullet flies
To your head, a second between my eyes.
