there's ash in my mouth, a hole in my memories.

after all we've been though, we end this as enemies.

take ten paces, aim and fire. i'm dying from this unwanted desire.

bullets pierce and rip the skin. we're holding on to personal sin.

im numb on the inside, waiting for the pain to subside.

you stand over me, waiting for me to die.

they say love is tragic, like tainted dark magic.

swirling around you, stealing your energy.

so i'll let it take everything, my heart, my soul,

im dying anyway, so why not give it all.