I’m glad you’re happy, Blue eyed stares into the gaping bullet wound. It’s sick that a smile is drawn across those lips, Those rose-colored lips, passion written all over them. Draw me in and push the barrel harder into my chest, Laugh out loud, you’ve got me and I can’t scream. But I’ll try until I die. But I’ll try until I die. Fractured bones and breaking hearts, Draw the breath from your lungs. I’m glad you’re happy, Blue eyed stares into hollow eyes, Like the tears you control with your tongue, Writing messages of happy lies. I’m done calling you cute, Killer; you’ve killed me once, I wish revenge was at least half as sweet as your face is perfect. Please Read And Review. Even if it is to Emo for your tastes.