One in Six

As I wipe a tear away briskly
the cold night air greets me
A revolver clenched tightly in my fist
resist and comprehend...
quip flippantly at the risk
I load up one round marked "love"
and throw caution to the wind
throw caution to the wind

For I sit here wasted away
I've loved without and bound into the fray
her face races throughout inside
wide eyed and I'm hopeful...
Holding something back in my throat
I clench tighter with my eyelids
and throw caution to the wind
throw caution to the wind

Spin the cylinder.
"round and round and round it goes
where it stops...nobody knows"
my pride is hard to swallow
hollow and oh so vivid...
I grasp and pull at my hair
And throw caution to the wind
throw caution to the wind

My palm are now sweaty
my hair stands on end
this thing...follows me with unknown intent
it sits at my feet when i sleep
and it eats when i eat
I can hear the black dog speak
and I throw caution to the wind
throw caution to the wind

Metallic and cold on my temple
thoughts pounding through my brain
suddenly one sticks
one in six, one in six repeated...
my finger tightens around the trigger
and I inhale deeply through my nose
and throw caution to the wind
throw caution to the wind

*click*

No bang.
not that i would hear it
down down my head hangs
from my hand slowly falls the gun
one in six, one in six repeated..
the odds are stacked against me
and I throw caution to the wind
throw caution to the wind

Will the bullet ever find me?
...one in six
......one in six