Clench your fist, Knuckle down and bite your lip This was never meant To be so permanent And its too late for my patience and grace Ill repeat what you said I think your better off dead So draw your pistol Dont you dare hesistate Cause im gunning for you Just like youre gunning for me And dont be shy aim it high into the right Better make it count You better make it count And ill never haunt your dreams Thats so cliche to say And im not one to play by the book But still what we had is going to serve a purpose Im using this death as a miracle hope And when they ask where youve gone Ill say a better place Your in a better place Your in a btter place tonight A funeral Will consist of you and i Gonna burn down this bridge Despite the wises advice And i will fade into a small siloute And with a shovel in hand i will walk into the sunset