I bring the gun to my head,
thinking of the nights I dread.
Im not going to let him hurt me anymore,
the pain I feel is eating at my core.
Why cannot I just get the courage and turn him in,
I know that what he does to me is a sin.
I cannot live like this,
he used to have such a tender kiss,
But now he’s not the same,
Im tired of playing this sick game.
I pull the trigger, now Im dead.
The nights are now behind me,
the nights I used to dread.