Put Down The Gun

I wish that I could hate you It would be so much easier But you were there through all those years And I can’t just forget that truth God would it be easy If the world was black and white Forgetting all the grays And history I can’t unwrite. You kept a roof above our heads Kept the cold outside the door gave me a life I took for granted You made sure we had enough But a house can stand for years With cracks nobody sees And I was blindsided when You weren’t who I believed You wore a thousand different faces Left us drowning in the traces Of every promise you betrayed Blind trust you just threw away Put down the gun I’ve written this a thousand times Still don’t know where to begin There’s so much I could say to you About the hurt you left within Put down the gun Before there’s nothing left to save I wish you’d own all your mistakes Instead of throwing around the blame Put down the gun Put down the gun I learned to live in empty spaces With a love I couldn’t reach We fought our wars beneath one roof But I would’ve fought to keep you too And I was just a selfish kid lost in a world of my own I never knew your silent hours Were counting something down Now every little thing looks different Every memory asks me why I keep searching for the moment I could’ve changed your mind Put down the gun I’ve written this a thousand times Still don’t know where to begin There’s so much I could say to you About the hurt you left within Put down the gun Now there Is nothing left to save I wish you’d let us share the weight Instead of taking the easy way If this letter could find its way to you Would you tell me what was really the truth? Would you choose a different path this time? Would I finally know the person behind those hazel eyes? I could thank you for the years I could curse you for the pain But I’d give anything to have the chance Just to say it to your face Put down the gun Can’t we find a way through what we’ve done? Can’t we face the pain and still hold on? Can’t we try before you’re gone? Put down the gun did It really have to end this way? There’s so much I still need to say You hurt me more than you could know But God, I never wanted you to go Put down the gun… Put down the gun… Put down the gun…