"I gave you my heart
But the very next day
you gave it away"
How cliche.
You took my heart and spread it 'round
Graffitied rocks with smeared red blood
Making mosaics for your lovers to see
Singing loud carols with the joy I gave
Strumming on my heart stings,
the melodies ode to others
Rip my soul
Let the crimson stain the snow
Taint the purity with my ignorance
Make the ground reflect the lit up houses
Leave me in the cold
Make a snowman out of my corpse
Dress me up with a carrot for a nose
And coals that now resemble the cavity in my chest.
Sep 29, 2015
Sep 29, 2015 at 3:26 AM UTC
"I gave you my heart
But the very next day
you gave it away"
How cliche.
You took my heart and spread it 'round
Graffitied rocks with smeared red blood
Making mosaics for your lovers to see
Singing loud carols with the joy I gave
Strumming on my heart stings,
the melodies ode to others
Rip my soul
Let the crimson stain the snow
Taint the purity with my ignorance
Make the ground reflect the lit up houses
Leave me in the cold
Make a snowman out of my corpse
Dress me up with a carrot for a nose
And coals that now resemble the cavity in my chest.
