Oh what a cliche
This has turned out to be
The thought of you gasping for one last breath
As you lay slowly dying in whats decided to be your fate
Just the mere idea
Is what keeps me
From pulling the trigger right now
When i bury you six feet under the ground
No one will hear you scream
Breathe slowly my dear your time has (come) x2
I will wash away
Every dream you had
Ill be laughing when
You six feet in the ground
Blood runs through my veins
But i swear, with this hatred for you
It burns like fire (like fire)x2
It burns like fire
Ive been torn
For a long time
Torn between living in anguish
Or bringing to life
Every thought in my head
"All the lying, all the cheating
It just never stops. You used to have it all. Now look at you, such a disgrace. So get off your knees and fix your dress. Cause tonight, its going to be your last breath"
