I try not to cry
I try not to fade...

Sick of trying,
Tired of dying...

People may say that who goes to war are stupid...
risking their lives for something that may not...

Everything is going to go away
no more sorrow to go astray...

I remember the times when you hit me
i forgot the times you loved me...

I sit here thinking
wondering what could have been...

Like malice in my veins
i hear them speak your name...

A gun solves so many problems
a knife solves so many problems...

Nobody hears the screams
nobody feels the pain...

I lay here thinking
i lay here dying...

Never again will i take that path
never again do i want to see his fate...

Hold her when her father isn't there
tell her he went away for a while...