Give me both of your hands, and I'll never let them go. I'll always be here for you, just in case you didn't already know.
I realize life isn't easy and I know people can be wicked, but adding more pain won't lessen the amount the world has already infliced.
You make jokes about this sickness and laugh about your disease, but when I look into your eyes they scream out "help me".
You're beautiful, alluring, so stunningly captivating, but I've never seen anything more ugly then the scars you've been creating.
I don't want to lose you, or see you go through pain, I'd take over all of your sorrows to see you healthy again.
I want both of your hands to forver stay locked in mine, so there will never be any room for the razors or the knives.