My Request

by Brandi Owens   Jul 7, 2006


Put a razor to my wrist
Put a gun to my head
Leave me there
Motionless and dead

Walk away with not a care
Walk away like I was never there

I hid the pain
For so long
And now look
You’re still gone

Over and over
I gave you my love
I thought you were an angel
Sent from the heavens above

Now I see
That I was wrong
Cause no matter what
You’re still gone

Put a knife to my throat
Or through my chest
This is all done by
My request

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