• hand in hand
    down the street
    to our favorite spot
    we meet.
    give kisses and hugs
    over his shoulders a
    ladybug flys off
    the sun is bright
    the birds are chirpping
    down the street
    a car
    music too loud
    comes rambling by
    just to slow down
    it backs up
    he holds me close
    names and insults
    pour out of the glass
    somerthing or other about
    my a*s
    i start to tremble
    i start to cry and my boyfriend
    defends my right
    i tell him let it go
    as he should
    he doesn't let up
    and nobody could
    stop what happen
    as they pulled out a gun and
    shot my boyfriend under the sun.
    crying
    told you it was sad.