I've always thought that night would be my last.
In your arms just sitting there with you.
You always was the only to comfort me.
You always told me everything I wanted to here.
So why on that one night, my last night were you gone?
The night with the gun at me head,
The night with the pills by my side.
You were nowhere to be found.
And I hated that.
I hated it so much I begin hatting you.
I finally put that shit to my head and pulled.
Nothing happened.
I sat there crying.
So I took the pills.
Atfter a while nothing happened.
I cryed even more.
There alone, waiting on you to come back.
Crying like hell, wanting you here with