Two birds, one stone.

The first hit was small, just a blow to the chest
It came from you though, the person who knew me the best.
The second blow came just after and yes it stung,
but the bullets came from your mouth, it wasn't a gun.
The third time you knocked me straight to the ground
but it was you, so I stayed quiet, I made no sound.
The final blow came when you walked away,
you never looked back, there was nothing to say.
Killing two birds with one stone, thats how the saying goes?
And you had cheated on me, so more fool you.
You lost me, a friend, and probably her too.