put a bullet in my head
make sure that i am dead
the world will be painted red
if my bodys not filled with lead

hear the child cry
just before i die
angels will fry
for everytime they lied

feel the gods demise
look into our blackend eyes
know one day we will rise
seek payment for every sigh

but now i'm dead
theres a bullet in my head
the world isn't painted red
because she filled my body with lead

...never love again
cause it'll kill you in the end