blacksun114
06-26-2006, 04:50 PM
It's weird to look back on it now
On how simple it should have been
If words could burn, I’d have the third degree
As I write this, I feel the cylinder on my head
Music in my heart fading, dying romantically
What’s done is done and what’s said is said
Moments from the decision sitting on my bed
Between living or ending myself on lead
Broken relationships are like knives to the gut
The sharper the pain the more my mind gets shut
The guillotine is set, my neck is bare
Lock and load, look me in the eye
You say you’re sorry as if you care
The gleam in your smile kills the lie
If what I see is Heaven, then I’ll declare
Your weight on the trigger got me there
On how simple it should have been
If words could burn, I’d have the third degree
As I write this, I feel the cylinder on my head
Music in my heart fading, dying romantically
What’s done is done and what’s said is said
Moments from the decision sitting on my bed
Between living or ending myself on lead
Broken relationships are like knives to the gut
The sharper the pain the more my mind gets shut
The guillotine is set, my neck is bare
Lock and load, look me in the eye
You say you’re sorry as if you care
The gleam in your smile kills the lie
If what I see is Heaven, then I’ll declare
Your weight on the trigger got me there