THIS CHOLA CRIED,
HER CROAZON HAS DIED,
A NINO SHE ONCE HAD ,
LEFT HER FEELING SAD,
AT NIGHT SHE LOOKS UP AT THE SKY,
TRIES TO HIDE HER SADNESS BY GETTING HIGH,
SHE PUTS HER CUETE TO HER HEAD,
THINKING SHE WAS BETTER OFF DEAD,
SHE PUTS IN HER CLIP,
TAKES ANOTHER HIT,
A TEAR GOES DOWN HER FACE,
AS SHE HOLDS HER GUN IN PLACE,
SHE PULLS THE TRIGGER,
THE BULLET CUTS THROUGH LIKE A KNIFE,
SHE LIES THERE IN A PUDDLE OF BLOOD,
SHE HAS TAKEN HER OWN LIFE,
SHE WROTE A NOTE AND PUT IT IN HER HAND,
TELLING SHE THOUGHT SHE WAS HIS ONLY GURL,
I SAW THE NOTE AND TOOK HER QUOTE,
THIS IS WHAT I READ...
"THIS BLOOD I SHED,
IS FROM A BULLET TO THE HEAD,
OVER AND OVER I CRIED AND CRIED,
WITH ME ALL OUR MEMORIES HAVE DIED,
OUR LOVE I TRIED TO SAVE,
IT DIDN'T HAPPEN,
SO I TAKE IT WITH ME TO THE GRAVE.
HER CROAZON HAS DIED,
A NINO SHE ONCE HAD ,
LEFT HER FEELING SAD,
AT NIGHT SHE LOOKS UP AT THE SKY,
TRIES TO HIDE HER SADNESS BY GETTING HIGH,
SHE PUTS HER CUETE TO HER HEAD,
THINKING SHE WAS BETTER OFF DEAD,
SHE PUTS IN HER CLIP,
TAKES ANOTHER HIT,
A TEAR GOES DOWN HER FACE,
AS SHE HOLDS HER GUN IN PLACE,
SHE PULLS THE TRIGGER,
THE BULLET CUTS THROUGH LIKE A KNIFE,
SHE LIES THERE IN A PUDDLE OF BLOOD,
SHE HAS TAKEN HER OWN LIFE,
SHE WROTE A NOTE AND PUT IT IN HER HAND,
TELLING SHE THOUGHT SHE WAS HIS ONLY GURL,
I SAW THE NOTE AND TOOK HER QUOTE,
THIS IS WHAT I READ...
"THIS BLOOD I SHED,
IS FROM A BULLET TO THE HEAD,
OVER AND OVER I CRIED AND CRIED,
WITH ME ALL OUR MEMORIES HAVE DIED,
OUR LOVE I TRIED TO SAVE,
IT DIDN'T HAPPEN,
SO I TAKE IT WITH ME TO THE GRAVE.