Chrous
You Put A Bullet In My Head
Turned Black Thoughts To Red

This Could All End In Tragedy

I Dream Of Your Dead That You Dead To Rest

I Wont Look Back In For Memory

But Dont Rush Us Out Like I Sold You

Are You A Killer And I Think I Know Its You
I Was Deep In That Night I Know Its Taking This
So Hurry Up To Figure You Out To Insult'

Your Glass Kept From Falling Down
One Time From Your Good Times
Im Not Interested In Working This Out


Chorus
You Put A Bullet In My Head

Turned Black Thoughts To Red
This Could All End In Tragedy


And Thats What You Are
I Said Blasterd $#&@ing Mess
$#&@ Off To Be Without You

Die In Use To Burn Just Bury
Any Part Because The Walk On My Hand
Not Even Not Even Kick You When Your Down

Though You Wanted Something Because You
Are Living The Lonely Star
But This Is The Part Where I Say Goodbye!

(And Let The Scent Of Time)
Pull Over Us Say Goodbye!
And Let The Scent Of Time Pull Over Us


You Never Had To Crawl
You Never Had To Say What It Feels Like

To Be So Trapped Underneath
The Weight Of Someone's World Comes Crashing Down On Me
I Was Longing To Be Free Ive Left A Burden In You And Me


This Is My Farwell To You And I
This Will All End In Tragedy x4


(oooh this will all end in tragedy)x4


(This Will All End In Tragedy)x4