how do you think i'm feeling?
how much do you think i care?
what is the price that must be paid if
i want to stop this hell?
can you stop? i'm breathing.
how much pain is in your hands?
try to cound a billion and add a
"love is a gun..."
that's what she says...
while i'm crying with a gunshot on her
bed... on and on, she's shooting near
to me and i'm bleeding on her bed
and she doesn't care...
on and on, she can clean her sheets,
she could erase her head...
where are my written poems?
where are your sweetest words?
when did i begin to leave this world
putting my hands on yours?
remembering the kisses
and all the times you said 'forever'.
try to cound a billion and
add a thousand more.
flying bullets tonight.