As I stain this page in crimson ink
your eyes leak out a serene sadness
I'm dying to see you out of desperation
So I cut myself and begin to drink
All this worry drenched in emptiness
Couldn't spare me an ounce of motivation

Can I come over and kiss you heart?
Or should I continue to write this mess?
Lonely as can be with all of these I's
I'm thinking of you to pretend I'm an art
I just writhe in self reflection I guess
I feel so much better than those simple guys

Prancing around like chivalry isn't dead
I'd just like to shine a dimming light
A retrospect on what all this really meant
Every time I sat silent and hung my head
A grim satisfaction told me not to fight
For all these hellish ends are heaven sent

I'll just meet a friend and start another fad
Who would of thought that love was a trend
So here comes the procession of tragedy
I can't really say that sorrow makes me sad
I'm just ashamed I don't care to lend
Another conversation to see you through this comedy