I wish i could move on,
forget about all we had.
i wish we never met,
that would make me glad.
Though you are my true love and more,
and since i know what i feel,
i know not knowing you would be the best in the world.
You don't love me,
but i love thee.
You were taken away from me,
and maybe someday you'll see.
Maybe when i die,
that's a possibility.
So with that thought,
i take the gun.
I think to myself,
that i know you'll have some fun.
Your problem is taken away,
so i take the gun and shoot.
now on my bed i lay.
I know you'll laugh when you hear this news,
and i wish there was another way,
but my blood was to pass the pain,
threes nothing more to say,
but this is in vain.
I used to feel the desire to live,
but after you broke up with me,
i had nothing left to give...
