As I stare into the midnite sky,
I can do nothing but ask myself why.
Why did we treat each other this way?
Did we not both dream of a better day?
Why did you tell me you loved me,was it always a lie?
When I told you I loved you,I meant till I die.
Why did I not hold you,instead of pushing you away?
I told you to leave,when I wanted you to stay.
Why do I still have so much love in my heart?
When all you ever did was rip it apart.
Why am I holding this gun in my hand?
If I pull the trigger,will you understand?
