And if i call out your name, will u come to me?
If i ask for the stars, will you give them to me?
If i ask for the world, will you give it to me?
And if i ask for your love, will you deny it from me?

Nd with this blade i take u as apart of me,
To hav n hold afta every blood drop nd every blood stained fight.

And the man i love with all my heart broke it!!!

And blue eyes cry crimson tears....

Nd its u i long for
Nd its u i wish for
Nd at da end of da nite
Its u i dream bout......

If I cry will you call me weak?
If I cut will you call me strange?
If I die will you call me a waste?

Nd i fiddle with my razor conemplating the cut, will this feeling get better or continue to suck??

You cant cut your way out of this, it isnt gonna get better with a knife.

*jst sumthin my mate told me.... shame she dont take her own advise....*

A tear drop cant heal the pain!!

If tear drops dont help i wonder if blood drops do the trick.....