She sits on her bed looking at the rain
writes her poems to take away the pain
doesn't cry just get mad
try to forget everything she had
listens to the sad songs to keep her mind steady
grabs the gun cuz she thinks shes ready
puts it down out of trace
looks at her lovers pics and it put a smile on her face
wishes he was there and she could tell
him how much she cared
what is she kidding,hes moved on
picks up the gun and realized
hes always going to be gone
