In the corner he stands
A flash of metal hits the
light
The gleam of the gun in hand
I know it rests in the
chamber
A bullet with my name
I see myself holding it
Myself to blame
I haven't felt pain like this
Pain that cuts straight to my
soul
How did I let this happen?
Where did I lose control?
Just want it to stop
The tears in my eyes
Some nights I lay there
Other nights I just cry
Tears streaming down my face
Gun pressed against my head
One pull of the trigger stops
it
One shot and I'll be dead
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