The End
Here alone, standing barefoot in our lawn
Worms squeezing their way through my toes, tonight that's how it goes
I'm at your window kneeling quiet
I thought at least I'd maybe try to get your head right
Your heart right, let him go
Then through the glass I see your dress fall to the floor
As he embraces every inch of you, the woman I adore
I can't believe the way you're bending
Can't believe this never ending moaning asking him for more
Begging him for more
How far will I go to make it feel right?
Come home, I have to fix this on my own
Replace my heart
'Cause I'm convinced mine broke the day I let us end
Replace my heart
I don't wanna live by coping, I'm done with hoping end
I creeped in close enough to see the way he touched her
From her feet across her knees inside her sweetest spot
He pleased and pleased her
I turned around and tried to take control, but no control was capable
It was a centerfold of how less than low can possibly go
I squeezed the life into my brain like pushing knives into a vein
I've gotta get, I said I've gotta get inside
So to the back window I crawl in silent standing in the darkness
Of my living room, this used to be my home
How far will I go to make it feel right?
Come home, I'm moving forward to the bedroom door
Replace my heart
'Cause I'm convinced mine broke the day I let us end
Replace my heart
I don't wanna live by coping, I'm done with hoping end
And I turn the doorknob with two fingers to be slow
Enough to sneak into the room among the corner darkness gloom
I had to see this happening
He pushed himself so deep inside her clapping rang
And bounced off every wooden walled room
And that's when all went silent blank except the color red
As I walked calmly numbing paralyzed beside the bed
I said I know I'm not allowed to be here
I just had to see how good your new man really fucks you
'Cause you both been fucking me
So now I planned the last thing you can both do as a pair
I tie both blindfolds tight around your fucking eyes to blind your stare
I don't want to alarm you, but I figured we could end this in
What seems easy quick and painless, man
So I'll get down to business
I choose you first, there's a gun, it's at your head
So laugh at me one more time but keep your face inside the bed
You sit and watch me while I do this shit and learn from what I've said
I cocked the pistol pulled the trigger, and all I saw was red
How far will I go to make it feel right?
Come home, I have to fix this on my own
Then the screaming oh, the screaming
It's nice to see you scared of such a weak and stupid husband
Who knows you never really cared
I'll leave you with a question that I need to hear from your head
Was all this worth it knowing you have just seconds left to live?
Now think about your answer, laying face down on the bed
I cocked the pistol pulled the trigger and all I saw was red
I gently stroke her arm as she lies lifeless on her back
Then placed the barrel in my mouth, all I saw was black
Worms squeezing their way through my toes, tonight that's how it goes
I'm at your window kneeling quiet
I thought at least I'd maybe try to get your head right
Your heart right, let him go
Then through the glass I see your dress fall to the floor
As he embraces every inch of you, the woman I adore
I can't believe the way you're bending
Can't believe this never ending moaning asking him for more
Begging him for more
How far will I go to make it feel right?
Come home, I have to fix this on my own
Replace my heart
'Cause I'm convinced mine broke the day I let us end
Replace my heart
I don't wanna live by coping, I'm done with hoping end
I creeped in close enough to see the way he touched her
From her feet across her knees inside her sweetest spot
He pleased and pleased her
I turned around and tried to take control, but no control was capable
It was a centerfold of how less than low can possibly go
I squeezed the life into my brain like pushing knives into a vein
I've gotta get, I said I've gotta get inside
So to the back window I crawl in silent standing in the darkness
Of my living room, this used to be my home
How far will I go to make it feel right?
Come home, I'm moving forward to the bedroom door
Replace my heart
'Cause I'm convinced mine broke the day I let us end
Replace my heart
I don't wanna live by coping, I'm done with hoping end
And I turn the doorknob with two fingers to be slow
Enough to sneak into the room among the corner darkness gloom
I had to see this happening
He pushed himself so deep inside her clapping rang
And bounced off every wooden walled room
And that's when all went silent blank except the color red
As I walked calmly numbing paralyzed beside the bed
I said I know I'm not allowed to be here
I just had to see how good your new man really fucks you
'Cause you both been fucking me
So now I planned the last thing you can both do as a pair
I tie both blindfolds tight around your fucking eyes to blind your stare
I don't want to alarm you, but I figured we could end this in
What seems easy quick and painless, man
So I'll get down to business
I choose you first, there's a gun, it's at your head
So laugh at me one more time but keep your face inside the bed
You sit and watch me while I do this shit and learn from what I've said
I cocked the pistol pulled the trigger, and all I saw was red
How far will I go to make it feel right?
Come home, I have to fix this on my own
Then the screaming oh, the screaming
It's nice to see you scared of such a weak and stupid husband
Who knows you never really cared
I'll leave you with a question that I need to hear from your head
Was all this worth it knowing you have just seconds left to live?
Now think about your answer, laying face down on the bed
I cocked the pistol pulled the trigger and all I saw was red
I gently stroke her arm as she lies lifeless on her back
Then placed the barrel in my mouth, all I saw was black
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Writer(s): Justin Furstenfeld
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