If I’m a Songwriter ?

The lyrics are too good ……

Shooting Star, Collateral Damage
First you inspect me
Then you dissect me
Then you reject me
I wait for the day
That you’ll resurrect me
ANIMATE ~

I’ll be your mess, you be mine
That was the deal that we had signed
I bought a hazmat suit to clean up your waste
Gas mask, gloves, to keep us safe
But now I’m alone in an empty room
Staring down immaculate doom
MESSY ~

The clothes are packed off to Goodwill
I said my good byes up on that hill
The house is empty, the furniture sold
Soon your smells will decay to mold
Don’t know why I bother calling, ain’t nobody answering
Don’t know why I bother singing, ain’t nobody listening
DISCONNECT ~

Barrel of the gun, rounds one two three
She says I have to pick; choose you, or choose me
Metal to the temple, the explosion is deafening
Lick the blood that covers me
She’s the last one standing
ROULETTE ~
                        “Where she Went”