• I need your love.
    I made you my goal.
    You broke my heart.
    You killed my soul.

    Weeks have passed
    Still I cry.
    Though my love will last,
    My body will die.

    The future is bleak
    As I love you still.
    My pulse is weak
    I must seal the deal.

    I taste the metal,
    I load the gun.
    I feel the barrel,
    I want to run.

    My patience is shrinking
    As I dream of your stare.
    And now I am thinking,
    I just don't care.