I lived my life plain
No problems I thaught I was sane
I am not sick from what I think
Turns out to be worse than Pink
My heart hurt from the lies she said
And decided I was better off dead
She acted as if I never knew
'Do I look stupid? ' Apearently I do
It was my fault not hers
Things from my heart were only words
I could not stand this Unbearable Pain
So I put a bullet through my brain
After it all she seemed to care
But now she knows life isnt fair
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