Gun is in my hand
Finger on the trigger
You're on your knees
Begging and pleading.
All that effort
All your excuses and reasons
They're pretty pointless right now
They mean not a thing.
You need me to stay
You want me in your future
Where were all these wants and needs
When his hands were on you?
Did I mean the world to you then?
Was I the only one you thought of?
Apparently not
You broke my heart with your deed.
Now, it's time to repay you the favor
Your future lays in my own hands
You will suffer at my expense
But remember the fault belongs to you.
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