Your love were my weakness,
That made me buckle at the knees.
My heart were your treasure,
Which fit your key.
Your lips were my forest,
As I kept losing myself there.
My body was your vehicle,
Which you drove to insanity.
Your hands held the knife,
That I were blind to see.
My clothes soaked the blood,
That rushed faster then adrenaline.
You stood there,
As my heart were ripped in two.