Point blank

Nothing. I will with hold nothing
No more lies, no more covering up
No more: this pizza is bad, my intestines are fucking up
Point blank, tears vaporised, no more need for fucked up stuff
I know he don't care, he don't give a fuck
But at least be man enough to tell it to my face in stead of shutting up
Thought I needed you, and the man I hoped you'd be
Not even this could make you realise and make you see
I felt it deep inside, but men nowadays don't know for what to strive
While standing there alone, carrying a new life inside
Whilst knowing that real men, a long time ago died
Ladies and gentlemen, we have arrived at point blank
No feelings allowed, I'm more bulletproof than a national bank.