How

How could you?
I loved you,
That was true.

But now you ignore me!
See past me!
Hire crooks to silence me!

Yet I just hopped,
That we'll somehow cope,
But in the end I only mope,

Bruno Mars sings what I seen,
As I play with my vein,
And get doped on morphine.

Months have passed,
Much of my tears have massed,
And my soul has been glassed,

And you still ignore me!
You still see past me!
You even forgotten me!

And I have changed ,
My heart is caged,
And my mind has aged,

A pistol is to my temple,
A song way to simple,
Made an idea pop like a pimple,

You will see me,
You will hear me,
You will remember me,

I met you again,
You try to give me the can,
But not again!

I put a pistol to my temple,
Pulled the trigger as if it was simple,
And blood shoot from the other temple,

Now you see me,
And you have heard me,
And your tears show you'll remember me.