On the Wall Your Photo's Hung

The days linger on and drive me crazy Pull this trigger? Consider, maybe Think things through, don't go rushing I'm drowning now, turning and thrashing Breathe sweet air back into my lungs On the wall, your photo's hung As time drifts slowly, I think again Should my life, really come to an end I think and I plan, confuse myself Just a lonely soul searching for help The sun it sets, then rises once more Lose consciousness and crash to the floor I wake in pain, agony it lurches Usettled dreams of burning churches But this is my choice, look through my drawers Find the letter and this signature is yours Then find my lighter, ignite a flame Numb to know it's not the same On the wall, your photo's hung Reload again, bullets in my gun Raise once more, but think things through My last thought, it will be you.