Hurry through bedroom door
Breathe in
Fumble through the bottom drawer
Breathe out
Grasp hold of our hidden rounds
Breathe in
Try not to make a sound
Breathe out
Load them in with shaking hands
Breathe in
Pull the trigger; just like we planned
Breathe ou—

Hush little baby don't say a word
Mamma can't hear you her speech is slurred  
She's been going out again
Running around with a new boyfriend  
She's gone all night and sleeps all day
Ignores every single word you say  
Mamma can't see the pain she caused
Now your wrists are wrapped in gauze  
She wants you dead and wants you gone
You've been a burden all along  
It won't get better; wait and see  
Or pull the trigger on the count of three  
Hush little baby don't you cry  
Mamma doesn't care you're about to die

Your lovely little daughter
Was wonderfully bright
But she had a face which
Boys would run from on sight  
  
In your jealous eyes
You saw them come to me
With endless promises of love
Happiness and matrimony
  
You harped on my flaws
And crushed my dreams
So that everyone could see
The crooked way you saw me
  
The scars on my wrists
Just brightened your day
“How could a boy love you
Since you’ve acted this way?”


So many thoughts and jibes
Ran through my mind
But the only thing said was
“My girlfriend likes me just fine.”