I keep putting bullet after bullet inside my head and heart
Hiding the bullets away so you won't see or feel the strength of your love to me
But there's one (maybe two) that has gotten way too deep
I can feel it in my chest, the pain of something ripping away
On other days I notice the bleeding from my nose and mouth
Your love is killing me from the inside out
And each time I come to my senses and plan a getaway
I get a glimpse of you reaching for me and all my plans crumble into a pile of blood and tears
Covered with the armor I wear to make you feel safe
I have lost count of the scars and bruises intentionally so as not to have anything to blame you for
And I'm not good with metaphors
So pardon me and excuse me for what I'll do
But this has to be hidden all the way
Don't go around asking why I moved away
I noticed my death getting closer by the day
And dying under your feet or in your arms
And saying my last words to no one else but you
Would have ruined all the pain I've been through
So don't go around asking why I ran away
I'm living a happy life with a new love, maybe a kid
And yes I have forgotten all the things we ever shared
Also, you did not mean that much to me
This one shall be the end of me