The Irony Of Your Perfection

[Verse 1] One chance One shot One bullet in the back of my head And it came from the bottom of your heart You couldn't find the words to tell me So you went and found some bullets and shot me What better than the kiss of a 9mm To promote the heartbreak? Goodbye to the paramour notes We used to be such a finely scripted romance But now you're all alone in watching me drown in our Last tragedy that you so proudly painted [Chorus] Oh god, how the bullet meets my lung Just like the love it takes my breath away [Verse 2] Oh god, well now it's ended But the last laugh belongs to me; listen up This is my bullet of envy This mess, the cracks in your heart That's what you've created This the heartache that only you've invented [Chorus] [Verse 2] You're pulling the trigger, pacing the bullet against my heart Screaming the point 4 so I can have a head start to exit But I'll break back through with my bullet of envy My bitter revenge before your sweet tragedy Oh god, pull the trigger Oh god, the pull of a trigger Say something more To preach the sudden silence My last words before your Gunshot