If I put the gun to my head
And asked you to pull the trigger,
Could you?
If I chased all my dreams
and asked you to be the one to reap them,
Would you?
If I tell you that I love you
But that you were never to love me too
Should you?
If I cried that the highest always fall the hardest
and screamed towards the earth,
Hope you pulled the trigger,
Hope you reaped my dreams,
and hope you never loved me
because in the end I'm the skyline and you'll never catch me when I fall.
-Jessica Carpenter-
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