I looked at you,
And you passed out
I wonder if it was right then
That you figured out,
I was sent to be the end of you
You shot me in the dark
I tried to hold your hand
And ask you for help
Hoping that you'd hold me tight
But you pulled the trigger instead.
You look at me
Like I'm not supposed to be
Like it's me vs you
But I didn't come, only to become
The hug of a coffin
And the dirt that'll cover up your grave.
I wasn't born as a fire
To burn you to ashes,
And weight you into the depths of the ocean
When I opened my eyes
Yet before I was blind
I tried to love you
But you loved the idea of death
Way too much,
To let me be
Anyone else.
