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He calls you with a gun to his head
Calling to say goodbye
Don't try to stop him, it won't do any good
You just sit and cry
He says he knows you'll miss him and he's sorry for the pain
It's just something he must do
He says over time your heart will heal
And to remember, he loves you
When he shoots, you fall
You can't quite comprehend
When he said goodbye this time
It really was the end
Suicide, part II 01/96
A darkened night inside a storm a bitter man did stay
The thoughts and sounds inside his head were leading him astray
Smiles that once had brightened his face had left him far behind
Dark clouds filled his sky where once the sun had shined
He stared at the bridge, lit by the moon, where many a person had stood
He pondered the thought for a moment, wondering if he could
A mask he wore for many years to hide his burden of pain
Covering his conscience, his sadness, his shame
The rain poured down upon his head, blending with his tears
He slowly crept towards the edge, the end coming near
This was selfish pain, he realized, but he couldnt help but feel
The illusion he'd created was quickly becoming real
No friends to feed his ego or question his self-pity
Just an awful decision, one last cigarette and a beautiful view of the city
One more look at the world around him, then he jumped without a sound
Gone in a second, he died as he lived, without ever touching the ground
Pining 06/04
All of you that broke my heart, I call out to you tonight
All of you who pushed me, all of you that held me tight
All of those that I called friends, where are you now
All of those that I let in left quietly somehow
I Don't Miss You
You changed the furniture around again and found a new religion
Every week you make and break a life changing decision
Every morning I try to leave you, but you just won't let me
My other lover says I can do it this time, but he's not willing to bet me
Your t-shirts wrapped around your thumb, and you're looking kinda nervous
You light a cigarette and say you'd never hurt me on purpose
Your friends shake their heads behind your back, say you get worse every year
You say you think we should change towns, but I think I'll stay here
I got out without saying a word
You said some of the worst things I have ever heard
I let the machine pick up when you call
Funny how I don't miss you at all
Feng shui and heroin, asking me where I've been
Picking up and leaving town, punk rock and going down
It's all bullshit and you know it
Fur coats, androgyny, next door infidelity
Fairness here is relative, surprisingly insensitive
Though you don't always show it
I got out without saying a word
You said some of the worst things that I had ever heard
I let the machine pick up when you call
Funny how I don't miss you at all
