How do you think I'm feeling?
How much do you think I care?
What is the price that must be paid if I want to stop this hell?
Can you stop it? I'm breathing
How much pain is in your hands?
Try to count a billion and add a thousand more.

"Love is a gun..."
That's what she says...
While I'm crying with a gunshot on her bed...
on and oh, she's shooting near to me
and I'm bleeding on her bed
and she doesn't care...
on and oh, she can clean her sheets,
she could erase her head,
with detergent

Where are my written poems?
Where are your sweetest words?
When did I begin to leave this world putting my hands on yours?
Remembering your kisses and all the times you said "forever"
Try to count a billion and add a thousand more.

Flying bullets tonight