These Best Friends Bring Dead Ends

Death is found after a deadly sound

Blood forms in puddles

The air seems to shudder

There's flowers and caskets and pieces of hearts

And false cries of "take me instead!"

But don't you see?

This is the one that you failed to notice

You don't know what you have till its gone!

No one will ever know all of that pain that you held inside of you

You never said a word because no one ever bothered to even look at you

After all who would know that a gun had become your best friend?

And that bullet a trusted companion

You lived in a world where a noose was your sun

And a knife would become your first love

Blood forms in puddles

With pieces of love

And all of the tears that you cried

Death was a welcomed old friend in your eyes

So now here we are crying gain