Til Death.

Getting hard for me to handle
to hard for me to bare
that if I walk by your house
I know he'll be there.

Im getting tired of waiting
but I dont want another gal.
I want you to be my lover
and my closest pal.

Im seen you too many times
in my head, to count.
Running through my head, scenarios
of heartbreak and doubt.

At night, your name
my heart screams out.
Only of you to think
or dream about.

I'd hold you when you
weren't mine to hold.
You made me feel so strong
and ever-so bold.

God, I bet your happy,
too bad im fucking miserable.
This pain its devouring,
its fucking unbearable.

My grave is getting deeper.
The thoughts are getting bigger
I put the gun to my head
and pull the fucking trigger.

At least I was thinking
a good thought to die to.
When I pulled the trigger
I died thinking of you.

Too much heartbreak
Too much fucking pain.
Let me hold you tonight
and take you to my grave.