My good cold Friend

Pointed at my temple
Ready to take away the pain
It would be so simple
Only if I were a little more insane

I would not have tears
To drown the color from my eyes
No more terrible fears
No more hearing my own cries

You are cold and heavy in my hand
Yet so warm in my mind
Ready to take a stand
Ready to take away the torture of my mine

Parts of my life are scattered
No dreams have come true
My heart is so shattered
Why not leave it all to you

You are steel and lead
Your actions are my will
Remembering what she said
May help us make the kill