One, two, ready
Here we goIt ain't the gun
It's the man behind the trigger
Gets blood on his fingers
And runs
It ain't the lie
It's the way that the truth is deniedBut if there is one thing that I'm guilty of
It's loving and giving when you take too much
If somebody asked how we died
Please look them straight in the eyeCall it suicide
Don't fabricate
Just tell them babe
It was suicide
Don't sugarcoat it
Just let them knowIt ain't the knife
It's the way that you use it
How you abuse it in fights
It ain't about the life
You feel you were given
As long as you're living it rightIf there is one thing that I'm guilty of
It's loving and giving when you take too much
If somebody asked how we died
Oh, you look them straight in the eyeCall it suicide
Don't fabricate
Just tell them babe
It was suicide
Don't sugarcoat it
Just let them knowYou've been killing me softly
And finally the pain is too much
And I'm all out of whisky
To soak up the damage you've doneIf there's anything I'm guilty of
It's loving you too much
If anybody asks how we diedCall it suicide
Don't fabricate
Just tell them babe
It was suicide
Don't sugarcoat it
Just let them knowCall it suicide
Don't fabricate
Just tell them babe
It was suicide
Don't sugarcoat it
Just let them knowOh baby
Just let them know
Just