Sometimes just sometimes...
blubbering
holding your knees in your elbows and rocking there
IF I could console you
the truth is though
I don't really care
I used to love you but that is so dead and gone it seems like a joke of itself I didn't mean it when I said I wish you would just die already

you don't get to get out that easy
leave me here to do everything
  
You make me  , make myself into a person I never wanted to be
my mouth moves the words come out
but it's not even what I want to say
I yell I rant but I don't mean it
it's all just learned behavior
just motions I go through to seem alive
I'm already dead
I can't wait to be buried
I suffer here for my kids

I'm not saying you killed my dreams
they been dead for a long time
a long time

the spring inside the gun
makes that satisfying little sound
just like in the movies