Love is for losers
Hate is for real...
Use that blade
Dig it deep...
Look in her eyes
You'll see all she's holding...
A butterfly trapped
In a cold prison cage...
I'm here on the outside
looking into my own soul...
Sitting all alone as the blood drips down my arm
Putting down the blade for it has caused me so...
As I lose my sight,
I lose my will to fight...
The number of unanswered questions increase...
My mind saturated, but they keep on coming...
I'm confused
Sitting here alone, staring out to space...
I hold in my tears
as I stare blankly into the screen...
You said you loved with me
that was one time you lied...
They run up and down my leg
Some even on my arm...