Karma bleeds Crimson

Every drop of hope once held
Drips from his fingers,
Away from
The words written in his veins

And this cleansing rain
Once ridding of pain
Clings to him pulling him down
Are those red scars really necessary
to keep from going insane?

He's got his heart filled up
with all their pain and guilt
He's pitiful;
He's skin and bone
But he's mine no matter what

He say he's got nothing left
to live for
He's bleeding tears
His cuts are growing;
Red rivers flowing
from the heart he wears on his sleeve

I wish he'd open his eyes and see
how much he means to me
But he says he's got nothing left
to live for
He left me with a single heart on my sleeve