Concerned with everyday issues,
and through it all, forgot to tell you I missed you.
It’s obvious, it’s just my luck.
Every little thing she said to me is easier said than done.
Now that she’s gone, it won’t be long.
You better run cause we know you can’t hide.
What a scene. It’s a mess.
An impressive red coat for the walls is what we needed here.
How did you know?
But this sight is god awful and sickening.
They didn’t take your wedding ring.
I’ll find you, I’ll burn everything.
Remember that night, I carried you back to our bed?
Tonight, I’ll bury you in the back of my head.
I go out with a sinister look in my eyes.
This time, I’m the hero in my own mind.
I held my arms out and screamed to the world,
«How could you kill the girl?»
What goes around, comes around.
I always knew I’d let you down, but when you’re found, I’ll cut your life short.
(I know that ive just scratched the surface, ill prove to her that she was
always worth it)
Concerned with everyday issues,
and through it all, forgot to tell you I missed you.
It’s obvious, it’s just my luck.
And every little thing she said to me is easier said than done.
But now that she’s gone, it won’t be long.
You better run cause we know you can’t hide.
You’re telling me, you’re telling me a secret.
But I’d be lying if I said I could keep it.
Tragedy brings out the ugly side of me.
Whoa.
The tip of my knife on the skin of your neck.
I’ll make you wish you were already dead.
There’s no sense in fighting.
There’s no point in screaming.
It’s just you and me, but only I’ll be leaving.
In and out, in and out, the deed has been done.
As I watch it burn, I don’t feel like I’ve won. I better run.
I never thought it would be this easy.
There’s nothing left to say.
I hear the voices telling me I should go back to your grave.
So I know what to do.
She’s 6 feet beneath my feet, but I can’t believe I’m the villain.
Jeff: (I think about you before I fall asleep.
But with eyes open, or with them closed, you meant the world to me.
I can’t think of anything better to do, but sit here daydreaming of you.
I can’t think of anything better to think of, to dream of, but you.)
I’m a mess, you can see.
The gun rests between my teeth.
Begging me to release what’s inside of me.
I hold the trigger. Is this how I go?
I don’t stop pulling until it blows.