The lines and guns are drawn
A family battered and abused,
You all have a lot to loose.
You point your gun at each other,
But what you forget is ME,
I am caught in your crossfire.
Forced to be an adult even in my youth,
Now I have to choose.
But, either way I am going to loose.
I have heard your angery words and hate
Suspicions and lies
Your ties and sides change so fast I can't keep up.
I am down on my knees begging for a way out
WIll you still pull the trigger with me caught in your crossfire?
But, now I am an adult,
One you've made,
If that was your intension I will never know.
But I have chosen my own path and I am not looking back
I am up off my knees
you may end your war,
But you still loose something you all held dear,
Because I am out of your crossfire!