On your gravestone lays a black rose all alone,
Sitting by itself on the cold engriven stone.
Engraved on the front, says something but I don't know why.
The words that are written say:

True Love Never Dies.

Tell me why this blade is stained with blood?

I did cause I never felt loved.

Death is my love
I bleed for death
Every scar
on my arm
Is a moment
that I spent with death.
I like to die a little.
Can you blame me?

Lock me up,
and never set me free.

Cause here with you,
is where I want to be.

But you didn't love me,
you went away.

So in this dark room,
I'll forever stay.

You can't save me,
no one can.

I want to die,
and that's my plan.

So go away,
and let me bleed.

Cause this razor blade,
is all I need.

The darkness is the best place to hide your pain.

If you hurt my feelings,
do I not cry?

If you cut me,
do I not bleed?

If you blame me for everything,
do I not die inside?

Some people say words can't hurt you,
but they're wrong!

They can cause scars to turn into wounds.

They can kill people inside,
taking away what causes them to be human.

Blade to blade,
Knife to knife.
Hurt my feelings,
and I'll take my life.

Please forgive me,
if I'm bleeding.

I can't help it,
I like to die a little.

Sweet nightmares,
my Angel of Darkness.