But it doesn’t matter what I thought
But it still hurts
Doesn’t it hurt you?
The bullet hole left of your spine?
It has to hurt,
Even you can’t walk off-
Actually you can.
No wait actually listen to me
I’ve been sitting next to your corpse
For hours now, in the subway tunnels,
I’ve earned this
So you can listen up cause we were fine
And alive, the both of us,
And it was my-
It was my bullet in your-
I killed you,
You weren’t supposed to turn on me
sometimes the person in the morgue is someone you love