He had his whole life to live
to hear his voice again my own life I\'d give
if he would have told me
maybe he just wouldn\'t have done that
would he?
the last time i saw him he had a smile on his face
walking along the street in a slow pace
i saw the gun and looked
i couldn't stop the poor lad his life was messed up
stood right in front of me with his finger on the trigger
the gun shot sounded and the crowd got bigger
i no its my fault
once that gun had been shot
my life stopped and came to a halt
it sticks in my head does that one night
if i see a gun I\'ll see that sight
a young lad wasting his life
he was always just that little bit different
but you bullied the lad
you made him crack up or go mad
it started with cutting now look what its go to
i didn\'t bully him did i no that was you
so don\'t blame me for not stopping him
you was the one who always bullied him
if u never called him i would bet
that his finger and that trigger would never have met
