Suicde.
Sitting on the front porch drinking his pain away or at least trying to
He’s tired of every little girl hurting him, every girl’s been using him
Thinks every one’s the same, where to go from here
He looks up at the midnight sky and starts to cry, does he know she’s been there the whole time
She’s been at his side, been his best friend
But he ignores and keeps drinking every night to forget them
Every night is a night of pain and tears, but he don’t admit it to himself
She says I’m here for you, you can call me if you want to
When you’re feeling down just talk to me, no need to be alone everynight
But he just says I’m fine, don’t worry about me
So he just goes his one way, just doesn’t want to deal with this right now
If he were to open his eyes he would see, all the lies he’s been seeing
She’s been hiding her true feelings for him, but he doesn’t know
He throws the beer down and the glass breaks, glass everywhere on the floor
Goes into the shed, looks for his pride and joy
A pistol in the tool box, he starts load it and thinks about everything wrong with life
Everything that’s killing him, so he sits in the chair and smokes one more time
But she’s starts driving her truck down to her place to say hi
She knocked no one answered, so she goes to the shed and finds him
Finds what he’s about to do, runs behind him and takes the gun
She starts crying, saying why were you about to kill yourself
I’m here for you, please don’t do this
He looks down at her and starts thinking what was I thinking
He says to her you saved my life, I was about to pull the trigger and end it but you came
Maybe it’s a sign of something, he pulls her to him an holds her till she stops crying
Then he pulls her lips to his, kisses her all night long
The next morning, they smile at each other they both say
You’ve saved my life, thank you so much
What was I thinking, you’ve been here all along
He loves her and she loves him
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