I am all messed up,
All I can do now is fill my cup with *****,
Cause I'm afraid that I would lose,
The one I love.

Call me hopeless romantic,
Or an idiot for short,
Cause I'll do any sort,
If you want me too.

Oh, Isn't it ironic,
I promised her a world of happiness,
Yet here I am sitting in nothingness,
Because of that love.

I just love her so much,
Every second, minute, hour I think of her,
That using this hand to pull the trigger,
My last option.

Yes, I love her so much,
I'll pull this trigger for her,
End my life for her,
Send her my farewell.