Monday, April 5, 2010

Bad News

Didn’t take you seriously, now it’s too late
They wanted to lock you up like an inmate
You couldn’t handle the pain, going insane
So you put a bullet to your brain
Wish I could have been a better friend
We told each other, it’s just us till the end
Now it’s just me, not the way it’s supposed to be
You opened up and set yourself free
How am I to tell everybody that you’ve gone away
I’m wishing and hoping until the day
The day we’re together again, I miss you
I know your family misses you too

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