Pain don't run through my lovers vein,
With your never ending trials and broken promises.
Come to me,if you need a body to rot,
I  will give what is left, if not enough, I will beg for some more to god.

You living inside me isn't difficult,
You can haunt me for a lifetime.
But it is difficult when you run through my lovers eyes.
To be a fool, and watch all the lovely parts disappear with time.


So come to me, I will make you a blanket out of  roses,
Knit all my pleasures for you turn them into sorrows,



but please don't run through my lovers vein.