Raindrops Run Red

Raindrops run red,
Blood drips to the ground,
There's no point in living,
If you're not around.

I'm tired of life,
So here I will die,
No one will miss me,
No one will cry.

I fall to the ground,
Broken and dead,
A bullet is burried,
Deep in my head.

My spirit floats up,
Up and away,
Heaven rejects me,
So in hell I must stay.