One shot, Two shot
Almost to three
Each shot a strike for you
I've asked before, make your
Decision... But Never followed through
Third shot at the ready
finger on the trigger
Its me or them the line is drawn
I put my foot down
I will worry not
Your decision must be made clear
pull the trigger and
you will lose me as your ride
go down this path
there is no coming back
I will not be waiting on the
otherside... is this goodbye
