tears and scars

i miss you so much right now, love

it's been two long years

and i still haven't goten over your death

every night i still cry over you

(and the scars in my heart are getting bigger each day)

and it feels like it was just yesterday

that you took the gun and shot yourself

in the head

(the blood covered the floor)

the memory i cannot forget

(you're such a heartbreaker)

i cried myself to sleep that night

(and every other night)

because when you died

i died too

(if you knew i loved you

when you still have took the gun)

and said your final goodbye?