Lust

I long for the feeling of a gun, resting against my head
 I long for a candle light vigil, for staining all the walls my favorite shade of red
 The worst part of being dead is not knowing what she'll do
 Standing proud above my casket like it's not because of you
 So I'll make it fucking clear, that you ruined my life
 'cause I thought I had plans to make you my wife
 Now it's over, it's over, like you said the pain will be when we're older
 So I can use this gun to make you stay, or put it to my head and take my fucking life away
 So I can use this gun to make you stay, please help me baby I can't take your life away
 I'm fucking bitter like the led that's in a bullet
 So all there's left to do is feel the trigger and fucking pull it
 So I can use this gun to make you stay, this gun is just like you 'cause it can take my breath way
 Now that it's over, I'm trapped with my thoughts
 I ask for an objection but I get no response
 Now I'm alone but at least I tried
 Get ready God 'cause I'm ready to die
 I long for the feeling of a gun, resting against my head
 I long for a candle light vigil, for staining all the walls my favorite shade of red
 I'm fucking bitter like the led that's in a bullet
 So all that's left to do is feel the trigger and fucking pull it
 I'll fucking pull it