Old Fashion Suicide

If only you'd spoken, told us what was wrong.
The family is falling apart, and you'e to blame.
I'm feeling guilty, not knowing why you did it.
But your lips are closed now, and your lungs can't answer.

Bang bang bang,
Put the gun to your head.
Bang bang bang,
Shoot out your brains.
Bang bang bang,
Who's going to care?
Bang bang bang,
Looks like your family is dead.

We cleared away the mess, but the blood still remains.
It's alive in our dreams, but you aren't.
Your smile still haunts us, ripping us to pieces.
Now it seems so fake, and we didn't even notice.

Bang bang bang,
put the gun to your chest.
Bang bang bang,
Shoot out your heart.
Bang bang bang,
Who's going to care?
Bang bang bang,
Looks like your family is dead.

We're sorry, we caused you this pain.
But you've broken us too.
We wanted you happy,
But look where it got us.

Bang bang bang,
Aim the gun for us.
Bang bang bang,
Shoot out our pain.
Bang bang bang,
Who's going to care?
Bang bang bang,
Guess we're all dead.

RIP Joseph Q.