Hurt,

I am hurt.
Simple to say.
I want to wish it all away.
I just want to forget the day.
I don't have anything to say.
No matter what I'll still stay.
It was a sad May day,

Hurt, Is what she say.
I feel like I failed her and I.
And if she doesn't want to feel lonely.
She may as well say Goodbye.
Because I'd rather die.
Because The End is Nigh.

But if we endure
and our hearts are true and pure.
I told you once I live for you and die for you.
I breathe for you and this was something we couldn't seeth. You are my heart. I can't see us apart. I'd cry every night. And drink to blur my sight.
I have considered blowing my brains out into the night.

I grasp my chest so tight.
I can't shake this fright.
Even if this is hard. I know I must play this card.
You are my love. I will remain by your side. But Don't be surprised when I tell you I have cried.
If Hadn't of cried. I may as well died.

I am hurt that isn't a lie.
And I saw beyond your cry.
There was no lie.
So I will sigh.
I'd rather die.
As I grab your hand and fly