It's time to say goodbye,
It's time to wipe away your fears,
Wipe away your tears,
And give one last gasping breath,
As i hold this gun.. to your head.
There's regrets within this bullet,
Take your time.. Don't worry i have all night,
The trigger must be pulled,
You must pay for what you've done,
The shake in my hands continues to touch the trigger.
I could do a many of a things with this bullet,
It must be spent on you,
All the things you told me,
Were deadly lies,
But now there just memories.
The many of things you did for me were a waste of time,
I avenge,
The engraved bullet made me stronger,
it fixed the holes you made,
So I'll give it back because it really belongs to your heart.
So as i aim,
Aim for were you've targeted before,
I aimed for your heart because i don't care anymore,
The trigger was pulled back, back so tight,
I couldn't let go in the sight.
The revenge seemed so simple,
And the blood so loyal,
A few days later i come wondering back,
No she wasn't were i left her she wasn't even in my heart,
The memories so succulent i held onto them tight.
The bullet left in the middle of the floorboards,
With a slight blood left in sight,
It surrounded the engraved item,
The blood brought back a memory with its texture so unforgettable,
It reminded me of my aim i made the other night..
