nails on skin
droplets
drip, drip

losing sanity
in my blood
ecstasy

pure elation
pure bliss
scratches

drip, drip
on the floor
bleeding out

when the clock strikes 12
I will fall for you
a undead promise

it was for you I was here
and now the canvas is red
no more pink

I will scratch the pain away
leaving water color red
I am alone I am dead

drip, drip, drip

rich crimson painted rust
glistening due painted red
shadowed droplets
red eyes tainted smile
reaping chasm
drop right in
open jaws
jagged teeth
tear your skin
and lick your lips
and wait for the pain
for your soul to be
ripped apart

I laid eyes on the one I loved
and they sang
they dug in my ground
not slipping on sand
no more pain
I was safe
and as I was crushing
I found you were there
in the hard times
but then...
the hope well
let's say it got
CRUSHED

alcohol kisses
a numb feeling
it's distracting
it feels nice
and yet I feel the darkness
it's coming up
better take another drink
ahh good numbness

because of infatuation
I left a scar
on the one who actually cared
and to be honest
sometimes I feel like I am the scar
because really I know your hurt
but maybe you will heal
but my heart will never
after what I did there will always be a line
cutting and constricting
and it will never go away
I am the scar
marring your arms and face...
I am the scar

I want a room
with a piano;
maybe even
a chair

and we'll sit and we'll play,
we'll sit and we'll sing,
and we'll sit and we'll smile
'till everything feels
just a little,
a little,
a little bit better

And when we go to bed,
we'll close the top and think
maybe tomorrow,
maybe tomorrow
we can smile again

a talk was what they said
when they ripped me open
they dug up my grave
left it open
my blood soaking the ground
my cries kept me awake at night
and now...
well now I'm underground
it was just a talk