A shot to the heart not the kind that you'd think
The moment of bad news that makes your heart sink
I'm going down I yell for god sakes I need help
I don't think I can do this by myself
It felt like a gunshot but it was just words
Not sure how I feel this that or the third
Expect me to flatline and die from this hurt
As I see the blood pour down my shirt
Ask me to breathe I won't do it anymore
This isn't the same me that you knew before
As I see the light it's nothing but pure fright
Knowing you did this to me out of pure spite
Stop the bleeding they say I respond let it flow
Maybe this is the only way I can ever let it go
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