You cut my heart out

Your promises I doubt.

The knife you hold behind your back,

but courage is what you lack.

You want me gone

the gun you have drawn.

The back of my head you hold it,

You can't look me in the eye

you must admit.

You lie and cheat

Pretending to be sweet

but at your game,

you've been beat.

The gun I hold to your chest

My feelings finally expressed

Your lies you confess

Looking into your eyes,

It's you I despise.

Your heart I now hold,

And my secret stay untold.

Your body, 6 foot under

No one to ever wonder...