My lies are pioson on my lips, yet they are not the killer, its seeing all the pain i've caused you in your eyes that ends this miserable lie

Have i made one to many mistakes or have i fulfilled my fate? If my fate means losing you then i dont want to live it

No matter what i see no matter what i do regardless of what i say and what i think i feel, you will always be the one my heart leads me home to

I'll paint a pretty picture a picture with a twist, my paintbrush is this knife my canvas is this wrist, the blood flows to the surface and tha pain is welcome relief. My art is my escape

I made my mistakes regreted my lies bared my heart and still lost you

If your gonna love me, love me forever coz heartbreak and tears just arnt my thing