Suicide

One, two, ready

Here we go

It 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 denied

But if there is one thing that I'm guilty of

It's loving and giving when you take too much

If somebody asks how we died

Please, look them straight in the eyes

Call it suicide

Don't fabricate

Just tell them, babe

It was suicide

Don't sugarcoat it

Just let them know

It 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 right

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

Oh, you look them straight in the eyes

Call it suicide

Don't fabricate

Just tell them, babe

It was suicide

Don't sugarcoat it

Just let them know

You've been killing me softly

And finally, the pain is too much, oh

And I'm all out of whiskey

To soak up the damage you've done, oh

If there's anything I'm guilty of

It's loving you too much

If anybody asks how we died

Call it suicide

Don't fabricate

Just tell them, babe

It was suicide

Don't sugarcoat it

Just let them know

Call it suicide

Don't fabricate

Just tell them, babe

It was suicide

Don't sugarcoat it

Just let them know

Oh, baby

Just let them know

Oh, just