You tell me we're through, in front of your crew.

Hoping to get a reaction in evenge for your contraction.

I look away from you whispering that it can't be true.

You and your friends mock me, I want nothing more than to flee.

Then you have the audacity to ask to remain friends with me.

I shake my head and draw my gun,

my turn to laugh as your friends all run.

Now your all alone, how does it feel?

Your mid must surely start to reel.

Going over the events of your life,

seeing your joys, sorrows, pains, and strive.

You don't want me?

That is fine, I must then kill you and make you mine.

Togther we'll be immortilized, the whole world will sympathize.

Hold your breath as the bullet flies to your head, a second between my eyes.