They say tough luck its life
But it don’t have to be this way
You can end the hurt, the love, and the pain
You can end it all in just one day
It takes one shell, one little piece of led
One barrel, one primer, and one curved trigger
To pass through the head and end up dead
A couple shot glasses of that hard liquor
The last thing you hear is the sound of thunder
The last place you’ll be is six feet under.
