Two can play at this game,
but only one can win.
Now things can never be the same.
Why'd you bring him up again?
You said that he was gone,
banished from your life.
You said that you were wrong,
this would be the last time.
But now you'd walk through hell for him.
Would you do the same for me?
I doubt the thought had crossed your skin.
I knew you could never see.
Because if you could, then you would know
that all of this was killing me.
And if you could, then you would know
that this will be the end of me.
Can you hear me screaming now?
Can you see what I've become?
It's all your fault I'm bleeding out.
It's all your fault I hold this gun.
-BANG-
