Jump of a gun!
This pain that I feel makes me want to cry,
But even worse I feel like I want to die.
No matter what happened or what I've done,
It still ends today with a jump of a gun.
So don't cry now cause it doesn't matter,
that it was you all who made my blood splatter.
As I sit here and think about what I've done wrong,
Was this your intention all along?
Now it's time as I sit on my bed
And hold this gun straight to my head,
I squeeze the trigger and begin to cry,
For you people chose my time to die.
I fall to the floor and shed my last tear,
For I know instantly my end is near.
The last words I choose to say,
Was that I love you baby to this very day.
You run in and say "What have you done?"
It ended that day with the jump of a gun!
