If I had a gun I'd paint it in red
To let them know I was always dead.
I'd paint it in scarlet like the blood from my arms
After I commit the act of self harm.
If I had a gun I'd paint the walls
In brains and in blood.
I'll put down a towel when I fall so my tears don't flood.
If I had a gun
I'd put your name on the bullet and shoot it through my heart.
Maybe then you'd know we weren't supposed to be apart.
So buy me a gun and paint it in red. To let them know I'm dead in the head.
Let me live, let me die,
Let me kill my little lie
