Oh I’d go through all this pain,
Take a bullet straight through my brain. 
Yes I would die for you babe.
But you won’t do the same.

…

6 years old and she lies with her locks stained with the spray of her schoolmates Scarlett.
And she remains silent and still,
Her friends gone due to some ill attention seeking loner who thought it right to kill,
innocent children.

20 juice boxes unsipped,
20 youthful smiles clipped,
And 20 elementary kids lives ripped away.
6 Staff members becoming heroes that dark December day.
I can hear him now,
PUT YOUR HANDS UP!

Don’t shoot! Please, please don’t shoot! 
As the teacher guards the kids like her own. 
Keeping them quiet as they quiver in a corner of a class bathroom.

1 bullet every 2 seconds.
1,2
1,2
1,2
154 shots were fired away,
What was the last thing their parents had the chance to say?
I hope it was I love you!
Or they got to squeeze their son or daughter’s warm little bodies in an embrace,
Despite the unreal situation, no matter how hard they pray, no matter how hard I pray, it can’t be erased.
He had over 1,000 I repeat 1,400 rounds of ammunition and they had no more than crayons, rulers, and maybe a class television.

Now it’s 2 empty classrooms,
20 vacant desks.
Millions of families shaken, but what would come next?

Want to talk politics, neither did I.
Till the media called it a conspiracy, and the whole thing a damn lie.
And of course this gets turned into,
Are you for firearms or against firearms?
Lay down your guns.
Drop the Republican versus Democrat debate for a minute.

A moment of silence please…

A moment of silence for the little girl who watched all her friends die.
For the mothers, and father, Sisters, and brothers who can’t help but cry.
For Sandy Hook Educators who let Lanza take them instead.
Would you do the same, knowing that they’re dead?

…

Oh I’d go through all this pain,
Take a bullet straight through my brain. 
Yes I would die for you babe.
But you won’t do the same.