Life is black
And so is my heart
So this is the end
Why can we go back to the start
Maybe it was me
It could have been you
But no matter what
I know our love was true
But now were over
And there's nothing to say
There is no point at all
For me to stay
As I sit here in my room
And my eyes sting from these tears
My fathers gun sits on my dresser
Across the room it leers
It is so tempting
As I get off my bed
With a heart-wrenching feeling
While I hold the gun to my head
The sour taste I had
Now turns sweet
And my heart is now yours
Once again to keep
 
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