No bullets left just a gun

I could cry until I'm blue in the face
And still just be a motherfucker taking up space
Unless I'm naked or dressed in lace
Guys will run to keep up the pace
Losing my grip
Constantly fall and trip
Pouting or rocking a fat lip
Brains swell from the gossip
Go ahead fuck with my head
Leave me for dead
Just a neglected dread
All alone in my bed
Just one more fear
Lonely as the falling tear
Bullshit is all we ever hear
It will all be okay my dear
Life is just a means to an end
Twisted broken I bend
Sweet nothings cant pretend
Truth is always bound to offend
But that's life
Dull as every blade and knife
Retake and edit.. splice
Just a roll of a loaded dice
Tested and watched lab mice
Oh she is so nice
Take her love and run
No bullets left just a gun
White knight hiding from the sun
Past so dark easy to shun
So where is the fun
Is there anything real
Just plots waiting to steal
Starving to heal
Time for the next meal
Aching pieces of heart
Keep that fucking loaded dart
Mad but oh so smart
Was that a fart?
Hopefully not a shart
Better check your drawers
Spirit still somehow soars
Keep mine you can have yours
Lost behind locked doors
Oh well
Everything to sell
And nothing to tell
Humanity opted for hell