Tim Ein Yur Hands Is...

Lift this burden off my chest

The one you put there the day your bullet looked so nice

Now living on its own is pain

You're pushing my hour hand faster than I can run away from you

Because I'm unable to leave you

I'm struggling to break free but inside I know I don't really want to leave this torturous state of mind.

And you just keep wasting my time

I'm going to die really soon, as a dove on fire

Push me down

I can't grow up

You look so beautiful even when your gun is staring me in the chest

I still won't leave

No matter what it takes or how many times you shove your knife right through my face

I'll be here waiting for you to put down your weapons.

The other side of you is worth all of this pain you�ve put me through.

This hate for you is a disguised love, or maybe hate is love

You're dressed in black and I'm still stained red

How could you mistake love for putting a hole through a heart

I'm trying to teach you that this is so right

I'm trying to live before it's too late

You have so much guilt that I have bled for you

It's worth all this time

All the mourning

All of this misery you've put me through

I'm just waiting for the time to be right to tell you three words your never going to listen to

My time for you is killing me

When will this end