what was the purpose of making me cry,
do you love to see me suffer?
i drowm myself in sorrow,
and i must tell the truth,
it's all b ecause of you.

so give me,
just one reason i can understand.
you walked out the door,
and left me behind.
i can't seem to stop these tears,
from falling down;
but baby i will try.

i've cried for weeks-
and now i've stopped.
i've found a way to be happy.
my best friend mercedes will do the trick,
she'll make you drop to the ground quick.

shooting you, it'll be my pleasure,
i'll do it very pleasingly.
and if you want me to go slow,
and let anxiety overcome,
than baby i will-

you can't stop me now,
i've come a long way.
and if the only way you'll love me;
is holding you captive with a gun to your head-
than don't you know i'll do it.
and i'll pull the trigger, while you beg for mercy;
beg for forgiveness, beg to live-

i've wanted to do this for so long,
and dammit i've done it.
you drop down fast, blood rushing from the temple-
i know i'll pay for this, but not too much;
for i use the same gun, and shoot myself.
now i die happy; with you...
 
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