Who Said Murder Was a Bad Thing

Whoever said murder was
A bad thing must be fucked up inside.
I feel it your hatred in your eyes.
Why were you so easy to judge me living by myself.
All I lived for was for one simple sorry
End all this hurt inside.
All your promises your lies tearing through me
Like daggers your innocence is gone and your at it again
Bitch.

How could you do this to me
I caught you in a lie wipe the tears from my eyes
I saw him standing in the door way and I prayed.
For his throat to taste my knife blade.
Hell beg for mercy with a gurgle
Of his worthless ass attempts.

Shotgun on my tongue never thought
I'd ever miss a love that made me so strong.
I fucked my life up I lost my brides love.
I bet you thought that you could hide this lie.
Someone wake me from this wretched nightmare.
And I've been trying every night keeping
You in mind until I finally pass away.