Suicide note (prepis piesne)

Every night,
you wrote another line
With a bloody, broken, bottle
And every day
you wish it away
Why don’t you pull the pin
on that grenade
You cuddle
I wanted to believe
bodies swinging from trees
struggling to stand
with your head in your hands
a stoic last stand
of a dying man
I wanted to believe as I
watched your world crumble in your hands
I wanted to believe as
you raised your glass to your last stand
And I wanted to believe
You would win
The war in your head
That I did not understand
Every night
The questions poured out
of your wounded eyes
Damn dark things
Every day you used to pray
Listen to the black raven sing
You wanted to believe as you
were falling to your knees
Struggling to stand
with your life in your hand
The sad last stand of a broken man
And the questions pour out
I did not understand
The sound of you falling
I did not understand
As the trembling heart of a man
Did not understand
The sound of a trembling heart