The Whole Truth
I want you to know,
that things have changed.
And I want you to know,
I feel your pain.
There are things in this world,
We can’t explain.
So I want you to know,
I won’t play this game.
I count on one hand,
The victims you’ve claimed.
But numbers aren’t numbers,
Numbers have names.
Number two died,
And all of us cried.
And one, three and four,
Well, we lied.
You knew that with pain,
that we would be tame.
But you missed just one,
And this one is done.
But how can it be?
How did you miss me?
You never did bet,
That I would run free.
I’m out of your grasp,
Like one, three and four,
And two we will mourn,
forever and more.
