I long for the feeling of a gun, resting against my head
I long for a candlelight vigil, for staining all the walls my favorite shade of red

The worst part of being dead is not knowing what she'll do
Standing proud above my casket like it's not because of you
So I'll make it fucking clear, that you ruined my life
'Cause I thought I had plans to make you my wife
Now it's over, it's over, like you said the pain will be when we're older

So I can use this gun to make you stay, or put it to my head
And take my fucking life away
So I can use this gun to make you stay
Please help me baby I can't take your life away

I'm fucking bitter like the led that's in a bullet
So all there's left to do is feel the trigger and fucking pull it
So I can use this gun to make you stay
This gun is just like you 'cause it can take my breath way

Now that it's over, I'm trapped with my thoughts
I ask for an objection but I get no response
Now I'm alone but at least I tried
Get ready God 'cause I'm ready to die

I long for the feeling of a gun, resting against my head
I long for a candlelight vigil, for staining all the walls my favorite shade of red
I'm fucking bitter like the LED that's in a bullet
So all that's left to do is feel the trigger and fucking pull it
I'll fucking pull it