blood stained sheets what have I gotten myself into this time I close my eyes and I believe you if i should die i'll never leave you
I wish that I could walk away guilt rests in my hands I know that it is for the better I never said that i'd compromise between fact or fiction there's so much better out there than you and me I could end this in seconds I know it but I don't dare
another sentence this all could be over your words are like weapons why can't you protect me
blood stained sheets what have I gotten myself into this time I close my eyes and I believe you if i should die i'll never leave you
I wish that you would walk away red still lines your hands I know that it's still for the better I never said that i'd stand aside between you and the door there's nothing better out there than you and me
another sentence this all could be over your words are like weapons why can't you protect me
blood stained sheets what have I gotten myself into this time I close my eyes and I believe you if i should die i'll never leave you
blood stained sheets it didn't matter when I was calling out your name I felt the wound grow ever slowly closer than you'd ever hold me
its a work of art the way this fell apart was the design too faded from the start or was the artist just too blinded by this no its common sense I lack the confidence still i'll confess all these things to you, to you
take a look at yourself and tell me what do you see i'd take a bullet for you you'd put a bullet through me and as I lay on the floor with this hole in my chest can you walk from the truth with all that blood on your dress
and everything that you want is everything that I need I would have gave it to you but you'd have take it from me and every word that you said it brought me closer to sin I close my eyes and pretend its all fading
another sentence this all could be over your words are like weapons why can't you protect me
blood stained sheets what have I gotten myself into this time I close my eyes and I believe you if i should die i'll never leave you
blood stained sheets it didn't matter when I was calling out your name I felt the wound grow ever slowly