XGun.To.My.Head.x

Now that your gone i am nothing at all,
I wrote your name with my blood on the wall.
Look at me, look at what you've done
Thinking about you i grabbed the gun.
I held the cold gun to my head,
Wishing that i was already dead.
I wrote a note saying that i am going away,
Now there is nothing left to say.
I'll hold back my tears and try not to cry
I pulled the trigger without saying goodbye
All because you lied.
So i committed suicide