These gunshots never sounded so loud
And killing someone has never made me so proud
Killing you wasn't a sin
You just aren't the same person that I knew

Eyeliner runs down your face
As you sit and hollow in grace
I'll come and lay by your side
So you can't say I never tried

Tears run down your cheek
With an undeniable sense of grace
I'll come and lay by your side
So we can pretend you had never died

I nailed your door shut
So no one could get in
I planted booby traps
Under your bed