Single bullet theory 

I see you there 
you feel alone 

I have the gun 
that will take us home. 

wound into my bullet 
emotions so thick 
love,passion 
guilty pleasure 
denial, betrayal 
a twisted game 

yet my bullet cares not. 
It knows it's fate 

to end a life 
and seal this hate 

the torment the pain 
the deppresion so deep 

I feel alone 
wile you try to speak 

your words mean nothing, 
it all becomes clear, 
I raise the gun 
we begin to fear 

but remeber this 

you 

killed 

me 

my 

dear