THE GOODBYE THEORY

blood stains on your shirt
remind me that love can kill
so take your gun to my head
and blow away every memory
i have of you

this is an all time match made in hell
dont bother trying to tell me
things i already know
the lines across your neck
speak for themselves
if looks could kill look what you have done
six feet deep you've only begun

this love has gone to ashes
burning in your last words
with the gun to your chest
this love has gone to ashes
burning in your last words
with the gun to my chest

with nothing left to show
except for my heart
laid out in peices and torn apart

this love has gone to ashes
burning in your last words
with the gun to your chest
this love has gone to ashes
burning in your last words
with the gun to my chest

if looks could kill look what you have done
six feet deep you've only begun

this love has gone to ashes
burning in your last words
with the gun to your chest
this love has gone to ashes
burning in your last words
with the gun to my chest
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