Time To Live.

Thank You

You sit there pointing a gun at my temple,

Joking about pulling the trigger.

Secretly i'm begging you to let the bullet fly through my brain.

Why tempt me with the sweetness of death?

It's too good, it's the one true thing that will end all of my misfortune

Its truly funny to think about, the one person who is teasing me with sweet death

Is the same person trying to fix me and make me whole again

I can't wait for the day you see me finally happy,

In the casket,

pale , and ice cold.

Then you will wonder why i did this,

And i want you to remember,

YOU did this, you pushed me to this

And for that,

I thank you.