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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 eye
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
