Could you leave me for dead? I cant miss-spell your addiction Your word without meaning My soul full of lies I wont think of you when the thoughts crossed by Its not the gun in your hand But the knife in my back Turn the fronpage backwards and rewind Everything happens for a reason The reason that you dont care I know you will die and i know you will because.. Its not the gun in your hand But the knife in my back Turn the fronpage backwards and rewind