I've Got This Much For You

I've got a gun in my hand and a hand to my head
as I think of the day, the minute my mind turns red
I've got a hand to my head, a head in my hands
thinking about the moment I ruined my plans
I've got chills on my back, a back to the wall
thinking of the blow that will make me fall
I've got a mind on the minutes, the minutes of the clock
thinking if I should stay or maybe just take a walk
I've got a letter from me, from me written to you
explaining the things that you thought you onces knew
because now I've got this, this bullet in my head
and my letter on the table, waiting to be read.