So you finally pulled the trigger
So you finally tied the rope
I guess the scars weren't enough
For them
They finally pushed you over
They finally cut
Deep enough
I guess I wasn't enough
To save you
I guess I should've stayed up all night
The lady with the pen says,
'You shouldn't blame yourself dear.'
But how can I not
When it's my fault?
You finally pulled the trigger
You finally cut deep enough
And you know?
I'm happy for you.
You got your escape.
But I hate you.
You left me.
But I'm finally going to join you,
Finally cut deep enough.
I guess now we can be together,
Because finally it was enough.
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