Why
I never really knew what happened that night
I was a little bit late, but home was in sight
I walked in the door and I saw you there
Tears in your eyes, gun in your hand
You stared and at me and pointed the gun
I asked why, but you couldn’t talk
You pulled the trigger, I hit the ground
I never knew what I did to make you so mad
I loved you, but still you cried, still you pulled the trigger
You watched me die,
I don’t care what you did that night
I just want to know why, why did pull the trigger,
Why did you sit there and let me die?
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